Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, so that's what it is.
What's that?
That's right.
I don't think I could hold anything in mine.
Hey, look at all the fine surprises here at Cotton Pearl Brunkford.
Statues will be erected of you.
I will not.
I'm your ma, uh, s'il vous plait, best friend.
I ain't sure.
She does enjoy it.
Well, I sure don't see one around here.
Oh, no, no, that'd be downright unneighborly of us to let you do that.
So help me, if those uncouth hillbillies become my social peers, life will cease to be worth living.
She will play that again.
Thank you.
Oh, you're doing beautifully, Mrs. Drysdale.
Uncle Jed, Granny wants... Bonjour, monsieur.