Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

they're holding at the Rockadero Tilton, haven't you?
Hold it, Fred.
All right, Dino, put daddy down.
Well, you read about the big charity dance...
...the most insidious... - I knew you'd say that.
- Hey, Fred. - Yeah, Barney.
That's funny, so does Wilma.
I don't ever intend to let my membership lapse...
Wake up, Barney-boy, we'll be home in a couple of minutes.
- Right? - Right. Get going, pal.
Back to the ladies and some more dancing, Barney-boy?
We're just lucky with those two. And here they come now.
Now look, you run down to the library and get a book on dancing.
Once we learn that, we're on our way. Aren't we?
Mr. Flintstone...
Wilma, do something.
we'll step into the classroom...
I sure felt silly when the boys explained what they were doing.
A two.
Look, come on over, Wilma.
I wasn't sleeping, Fred. I always keep my eyes shut when you're driving.
Oh, yeah, it's a cinch. Lead on, Fred.
But you are going.