Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

SAM, THE GUY IS SICK AS A DOG.

NO, NO, YOU'RE GETTING COLDER.

ALL RIGHT, LOOK.

WAIT A MINUTE. NORMAN WAS FINISHING YOUR ROUTE. CLIFFORD?

I SUPPOSE YOU WANT SOME CRACKERS?

I'M KIND OF A HANDY GUY.

HEY, COME ON, YOU GUYS!

I'M REALLY SORRY, BUT TRY AND UNDERSTAND--

SAM, I'M, AH-- [COUGHS]

WHAT'S HE DOING IN MY OFFICE?

ANKLES, CLIFFIE.

COME ON, CARLA, NORM'S A SWEET, CUDDLY GUY.

THEY ARRESTED SOME GUY ON CLIFF'S ROUTE FOR MAIL THEFT.

I MUST BE COMING DOWN WITH SOMETHING.

I TOOK A CHANCE FOR YOU. I CONFESSED AND GOT YOU OUT OF JAIL!

TO GET YOU OUT OF THERE,

I'M GLAD YOU FIND THIS AMUSING.

I'M SORRY, LARRY.

SO, HOW WELL DO YOU KNOW THIS GUY?

NOT EVEN AN EXTENSION.

AW, DAMN IT, CLIFF, YOU'RE WRONG.

I SUPPOSE HE IS, COACH, AND PERHAPS JUSTLY SO.

AND GET THIS MAN A BOWL OF HOT SOUP?

IT'S NOT THE FURNACE. IT'S THAT DAMN VENT.

BEEN STRIP-SEARCHED, BEEN DELOUSED,

OH, GOSH, WELL, BAMBI, IT LOOKS LIKE IT'S UP TO YOU AND ME

IF CHEERS WERE BURNING,

WE USED TO STICK IN OUR FLIES AT CHRISTMAS PARTIES.