Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

This one, she calls it her shorthand.

Now, did you hear that, Jed?

And I said, no sir, that dog ain't had nothing shot.

Oh, we'd have gone calling and brought her over a mess of pwne and skin possum.

Well, Miss Hathaway, she pinned a piece of paper onto every dress she got me.

How come the neighbors ain't come to visit us?

I'm careful with a gun.

Now, don't forget.

What's that got to do with it?

It's called dictation.

Granny, I didn't write that letter by hand.

climbing fences and walls and jumping over hedges to get around those cement ponds where there are a lot of half-naked women laying there smearing themselves with oil and yelling at you to get out, get out.

I know what you mean.

I think I know what's ailing you two.

Let's call up Cousin Pearl and tell her to come on out here.

Ma's coming out here?

And they'd like it just fine if I could bring some more girls along.

Oh, sure she is, Granny.

What kind of dress did you call that?

Well, perhaps you'd like to stretch your legs.

Yes, ma'am, we are.

Small world, ain't it?

Well, I'm sick of this home, I can tell you that.

Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm and pretty, too.

Don't taste neither.

What's that got to do with being friendly?

If she can't get a husband out here, there ain't no hope.

All right, we'll hop in.

I'll tell you something else it ain't got.