Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I reckon it was meant to be warm, mostly in the rain.
I guess so.
Don't even know how to snow proper out here.
I refuse to go slumming on Christmas.
Just what I wanted most of all.
What is it?
Oh, by the way, you'll find a trailer for the boat in your garage.
You and Skipper run out back and fetch Ellie May.
He's no bigger than this and bowlegged to boot.
There's not enough water in this place to boil an egg, let alone float a boat.
Yeah, this'll sure enough keep my hair dry when I'm walking in the rain.
You don't say.
That woman thinks my money grows on trees.
Get in!
Look at you, Hunter.
Now, you don't get coats like that with bottle caps.
This is terrible!
No, I want my dink!
And many, many more.
You'd think he'd learn something new for Christmas.
It was sailed up there last night by a little critter called, uh, Chimpanzee.
That boat was rolling on wheels.
Come on, let's go look at our boat.
Oh, my goodness.
I offered to give her my squirrel and my polecat and my possum or anything.
Let's face it, he was drunk as a skunk.
She wouldn't even listen.
How big?
Well, when that little mink gets hungry, he'll show up.
Melbourne!
We'll help you.
You recollect hearing it rain last night?