Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You dunderhead! You dolt!
A little more to the right.
All you gotta do is move it 6 inches...
Now, what should we do about it?
How have we got Cogswell?
Yes, sirree. Mrs. Spacely is going to be very happy when I tell her.
Oh, boy. Oh, boy, am I happy. Oh, boy. Oh, boy. Oh, boy.
A Mr. Spacely is on his way in, Mr. Cogswell.
Yes, sir, sir.
Geronimo!
Okay, hold it, Mac.
"S-G-O-C."
You Blithering FooI!
Gee, I just had to come and take another look at the old place.
And I'm not 6 inches over after all.
Here. Sit down.
Why, he might even make me vice president.
Yeah? Well, tell me about it.
- Well... - Why, the poor fellow is in an awfuI pickle.
So you better get right over while I'm still in a good mood, Cogswell.
- A favor? - Yes.
What do you mean, "ex"?
And our building is 6 inches over on that insect Spacely's property!
"Move it!" I said.
Well, as long as I'm vice president...
It is stunning, isn't it?
Oh, boy! Wait till Mr. Spacely hears about this!
Now, stop goofing off on my time!
Must be a new product.
Jetson.
Well, how could I forget? They started my new career!
- Hey, what's this? - A blueprint of Spacely's buildings.
...you may be related to the new vice president...
"Sllews Goc. "
Jane!
After all, I'm no child.
Jetson.