Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I have flown to your side in spite of all danger.
What do you reckon's wrong with that rascal?
Mrs. Millicent Schuyler Potts, that's who.
Mwah!
I better get right out there and keep an eye on her.
That there is something called hippoly.
Now, everybody, please go!
Why, she's the prettiest and... Oh, now, don't get your old feathers riled up, you old rooster, you.
My hair don't need cutting.
Neither sleep nor snow
Yeah?
Oh!
She's a girl.
Of course you are, precious.
Me.
Is there going to be a wedding or something?
Come and listen to a story about a man named Jed, a poor mountaineer, barely kept his family fed.
You're a challenge to me, child of nature.
You want your daughter to be an old maid?
That girl needs me.
He's mine, and no other woman shall have him.
Mwah.
She done waited too long, Uncle Jed.