Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

But this army thing I can't laugh off.
How are we doing?
Hup, two, three, four.
how are the men going to get fresh air?
I got some news for you, honey. Listen.
you and your husband ordered, Mrs. Flintstone.
to enter the contest.
And here is the insurance policy...
That's you, Barney.
To the rear, march!
Rockhead & Quarry Cave Construction Company.
I told him the company was searching for a perfect physical specimen...
- Only there's one thing that bothers me. - What's that?
- That's what we want, sir. - Right, sir.
It ended with you, sir. An officer not afraid to lead.
All right, you guys. Attention!
and all the contestants had to take out a policy...
What do you know? It worked.
You too, Barney Rubble!
Come on, Wilma, open the door!
One of the rules, huh?
Watch it, that thing is sharp.
I'm all choked up.
Company, attention!
Barney and you joined the Army.
Barney-boy, this is it.