Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Come, fair maiden, and I shall sing of your golden tresses, and your azure eyes, and your skin of alabaster, and your other charms that set me aflame.
The first thing you gotta do is sit down here and get your hair cut.
You're scared, ain't you?
Oil, that is.
It's bigger than both of us!
Yes, I am becoming emotionally involved!
Black gold.
The Beverly Hillbilly.
Said, California is the place you ought to be.
Well, the first thing you know, old Jed's a millionaire.
For the first time in my life, somebody really needs me.
Open the pouch, you might.
Sounds like you've done the right thing.
You are so refreshing after all those intellectual types of Basser and Wellesley.
And Mumsy will call the police.
Granny's love charm is too strong!
Set a spell.
Now, when I drop this starch and powder in it, quick, close it, press it to your heart, and say, darling, darling, my true love,
I'll speak you now to mighty Caesar.
She's almost 18.
Mother, you will not call the police.
That good?
Here I come, ready or not.
Yes, sir.
Well, this is just a lot of doggone nonsense.
What a charming contradiction.