Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Any more girls in there?

This place, like Saturday night in Bug Tussle, look like Sunday morning in Sibley.

I mean, your money.

When did you see the vittles we got?

Trying to be a playboy.

I'm gonna have my name on the door, secretaries and everything.

Now, you come on right over here.

Well, that's nice of you, but you don't have to go to all that trouble.

Don't use that kind of language!

Lemons, cherries, plums,

I know they will.

Since when you one of them?

I'm sure your luck will change.

Well, last night she thought it was the craziest place she'd ever seen.

Well, they can have whatever's left.

I sent Jeff out in the truck to see if he could pick up a trace of Granny.

And there's our masher.

It's over 300 miles.

Be patient, Jethro.

For the time being, at least, he favors staying here.

I can handle him.

Well, arrange for another one.