Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

If you wanna swim 'em across the river,

Every sorry bastard on this earth is hid out

My mother says the pain will fade.

Hookers and killers is all you'll find there.

And I'm gonna sit on the beach, and let her see it.

Oh, Lord Jesus, be with me.

Uh-huh. From France.

Cry yourself blind.

if we don't get in there much. - Mm.

What do I call ya?

Got the ice box down our well.

Stars for a blanket.

How's the food?

[horse trots away]

Do I look scared to you?

I'm sorry he's gone.

My reasons'd be different than yours.

Goddam right I am.

She plugged that son of a bitch three times in the chest.

The spring's back in your step, I see.

in the water with that.

Sister, I been joining you since noon.

Now, you can not forgive me all you want.

which is better'd I can say for of my outfit.

Ten years there wasn't nothing,

My husband bought a block in Fort Worth in January.

I wasn't looking for nuthin' and it still found me.