Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Thank you.
Okay, let's have them.
These shoes must weigh 100 pounds.
I'm General Factotum.
Well, thank you.
All growing boys eats between meals.
Yes, ma'am.
You're just a swimming kid.
Come on.
He gets other spies to tell their secrets.
Let's get to Marineland.
What's for vittles, Granny?
You're the head of the clan.
Not as smart as Jethro.
Anything you say, your word is law.
I wonder how that got there.
Nope.
Well, can I help you folks?
I've got to let them out as far as they'll go, and they still hit them halfway up his drumsticks.
These pants will cut me in two.
What you mean?
They would like to thank you folks for kindly dropping in.
Sit down, sit down.
Mister?
Let's drive up there.
If you're in for plenty of trouble, boy, you just pushed yourself a double non-intelligence agent.
Yes?
I don't see nothing in these government folders about joining the spies.
Set a spell.
Oh, howdy, Miss James.
He's a husky boy, all right.
No.
I reckon not.