Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Little bitty pictures of some sorry looking fruit.

and you sit down and you have a nice cup of coffee.

Then maybe we'll have peace for a spell.

I'm afraid not, Chief.

Fine, intelligent boy.

Last night, when he fetched Granny back from Las Vegas.

The Sweet William and Herbina is in blue.

I'm a... what's it called?

I am going home.

This is the secretarial pool.

Picture machines, huh?

You really are anxious, aren't you?

I find pictures.

Want to come up to my bachelor pad?

Ma'am, that's what you call walking.

He's got Duke with him.

Granny says that anybody who'll spend good money to look at fruit pictures will pay a fortune to learn checkers.

I'll give him a new title.

How's the climate?

I'll get over there sometime.

Well, I sure wish I could drive you on in, but I'm awful late.

Yeah, and the girls there don't throw you in jail when you ask them over for greens and sow belly.

Boy, you ain't making no sense.

Don't worry about her.

Tell everybody howdy first.

It's a place called Las Vegas.

I'm on Granny's side now.