Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Listen, Colonel, with that accent, the only thing you can deliver is a bucket of fried chicken.
With his brains, the Yankees will promote him to a major by sundown.
I'm gonna capture that rascal!
General Ulysses S. Grant.
No, thank you.
Oh, I hear either answer it or shoot it.
Mr. Drysdale!
Just give him this so he's mine.
Granny, I got the stock bed and watered it.
The only way I can explain it is that he was smoking Virginia tobaccy and drinking Tennessee whiskey.
Don't you worry.
Billy Wayne Beauregard.
Oh, my baby.
Set the edge to running!
You're in for it now.
Nothing doing, it's going to be you.
Perish the thought.
That'll give us time to get our weapons and join them.
Get into your uniform.
Hillbilly, that is.
We'd be at once if we could do it again!
Yes, I'm ready.
What time is it, Jethro?
Well, come on, everybody.
Go back to bed.
Alcohol is a dandy and a sifting, especially when it's applied internally.