Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Where’s your Phone? At the bottom of the lake! Mighty big lake!
Now, what can I do you for, Mr. French?
So, where's all the money from the armored car job?
is red and scaly with a bifurcated tail
Pete! Pete!
wonderful to tell.
out of Cottonelia, Mississippi.
please look down and recognize us poor sinners.
There are but two things to learn.
Never knocked over no armored car.
♪ And the sun again will shine bright and clear ♪
♪ I'll fly away, fly away ♪
Hey, girls!
The Daddyman up and R-U-N-N-O-F-T.
Droppin that blood pressure!!
Son...
Forget it.
Weepin' Jesus on the cross.
Like god's own mercy
AND SO, WE GONNA HANG US A NIGRA
Holy St. Christopher!
to chat with you boys any further.
Well, he taught me to play this here guitar real good.
and banished from Woolworths.
You said you'd changed.
Obstacles - Suspenders on both of them!
# There #
VERNON'S GOT 8 BUCKS. HE's BONA FIDE.
♪ And the bulldogs all have rubber teeth ♪
# Go to sleep, you little baby #
Come on, you miserable, salaried sons of bitches!
I'm gonna kill you...
My name is George Nelson! Not Babyface!
performing Man of Constant Sorrow?
Shake a leg junior.
# To old Kentucky #
James
Look at this.
vouchsafed your reward.
I nicked the census man!
# She's long gone with her red shoes on #
What are you doing here, Pappy?
And all my meals for free.
# Come lay your bones on the alabaster stones #
Dealing with Seniors
Don't be crazy, Tommy.
J’rr Crai got blooey’ed. Nuthin’ left...
I got a plan. Believe me, boys, we can fix this thing,
# To help me now #
# Perhaps I'll die upon that train #
There ain't nothin' but a damn toad.
Now, the trade is not a complicated one.
Looks like...
Yeah, well, you'll be laughing out the other side of your face come November.
We thought you was a Toad
Like God's own mercy.
Gopher, Everett?
before I can start thinking about that.
He's a live wire, though, ain't he?
. . . Gopher . ..
Pappy's just makin' a point.
Now, folks, these boys got to be remanded to the authorities.
in the performance of its duties.
I'm sorry that I turned my back on you.
# Well, the deputy, he told the high sheriff #
Republican Congressman Jim Jordon . . . . . . on Sean Hannity and Fox News.
I’m an ar15 man!
♪ It will help us every day ♪
In response to being a soul-less giner
Do. Not. Stop. At Bucees.
We have all gathered here
♪ It will help us every day ♪
# O fathers, let's go down #
Hit by a train.
The campaign manager?
I guess Vernon T. Waldrip is gonna be going on relief.
Its me, delmar
Gopher, Everett?
# Please don't take #
Take this road--
Just bring us a couple of leaves of raw cabbage.
Boy, John Hall, that was some mighty fine a-pickin' and a-singin'.
but George Nelson withdraws!
I do apologize about that, Pete.
and a forge and some shoein' impedimenta
No wedding.
The Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost.
I...
♪ And the jungle fire was burning ♪
What was I supposed to tell 'em?
You ought to be in bed, clump snatcher.
Didn't know you'd be bringing a friend.
and lightning from my fingertips!
one sour ass son of a bitch
That’s THAT'S Vice President J’rr CRAA, "PASS THE BISCUITS,""PAPPY PETERMANN, P.E.
Well, I was lyin'.
It's a pleasure.
Mama says you was hit by a train.
Gapped-toothed, carpetbaggin', motherless spawn of hell!
# Studyin' about that good old way #
Oh, brothers!
we got nothing but trouble.
…a Stout!!!
I don't know.
I'm goddamn bona fide.
- See-- - That's your misfortune.
seek the treasure.
WE THOUGHT YOU WAS COMING TO PHO
I've spoken my piece and counted to 3
He’s bona fide!
Oh, my God.
You’re gonna go far
Well I'll only be 36
Almost loved up, though.
Now There's a good boy
What are you?
Believe me, Delmar, a woman is the most fiendish Instrument of torture ever designed to bedevil the days of man
Boulding's got prospects. He's Bona-Fide
# He has no friends #
Well, that all depends.
that don't make no sense
# By #
♪ I'll fly away, fly away ♪
Is your daddy about?
Go out west somewhere.
I wouldn't worry, Delmar.
Sorry, but we just can't keep 'em on our shelves.
I had two weeks left on my sentence
See you in the funny papers
DO…NOT…TRAIN…THE…AI
Honey, it's just an old pewter thing.
# From door to door #
“Lording it over!”?
# Studyin' about that good old way #
Who was fixin' to betray us.
Antivaxxers hitching to new plymouth You two are just dumber than a bag of hammers
Bet we could talk this thing out.
♪ If we'll keep on the sunny side of life ♪
# In the highways #
He pays folks money to sing into his can
Were mass comminicatin'!
Deceitful, two-faced she-wolf.
Oh, gracious, no.
Do... not... park... at the Dairy Queen.
he ain't lyin'!
I can, I am, and I will, tomorrow.
And he’s sure appreciate it if you updated your spreadsheet
# Can't find no heaven #
See you in the funny papers
and you have eluded me
♪ O, bear me away on your snow white wings ♪
You cover my bill, so I don't have to run back upstairs,
Georgia Election Results I’M GODDAMN BONAFIDE CERTIFIED
Born to raise hell.
...three days before they...