Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

She's got yellow hair.
He made it to the big tree, Jim.
The one we're giving for the princess.
Bring her in!
Oh, well, it's about my daughter, Ellie Mae.
Christian, bro, I'm gonna beat him up.
Nope.
You sitting on a feather or something?
Being buried in the bath.
Oh, I must call a special meeting of my bridge club and tell them of this.
About your size.
If I did, you would not believe me.
She's going to turn that dude every way but loose.
Who let Ellie out?
And the price is, of course, outrageous.
Especially if Ali wants to marry up with a big movie star like, uh, Cary Grant.
Best throw the blanket over it, Granny.
Look here, Pa, it's grabbing for you.
I fooled ya!
I knew it!
You'd best stand back, Morris.
I'd sooner jump into a swamp full of gators.
Howdy.
Milben, how utterly vulgar!
Well, if I had four hands, I could do some fancy tying, too.
She's going to get a husband the right way.
Isn't that thrilling?
Y'all come back now, dear.
Speaking of that, where's your favorite bobcat?