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Gigante, colossal.

All right, Milford, all right, I'll talk.

Why did she, Granny?

I see you're running for Possum Queen.

Did you see Aunt Peggy?

Now wait a minute.

Now, here's my idea.

Who will be your queen?

I'll beat her fair and square in her own backyard.

You can celebrate it right here.

I told you that woman was up to something.

What do you say, Granny?

Chief, I am certain that Beverly Hills Possum Festival cannot be nearly as good as the one they have back home.

That's four and a half the oranges.

I'm not going to talk to you until you stop shouting at me.

Why Mrs. Drysdale turned so sweet on us?

Put your needle on, Ellie.

Now folks, in conclusion, it's exactly one week to Possum Day.

Those signs were a mistake.

Possum day, all the prisoners gets let out of jail.

How did you ever manage that?

Let's have it next Wednesday, and we'll call it

Teagle, I implore you, tell the Clavats the truth before it's too late.

With Milbert out of town, it'll give me something to do.