Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Maybe he was too poor to buy canvas.
Whack off an ear.
No, sir.
We'll sleep out yonder, and you helly can bed down out in the butler's pantry.
I'm going to clock and shoot a few... Melvin, darling, you mustn't lift anything heavy, not in your condition.
It's all right, Fredericks.
No, thanks.
Him and Ellie too, but he's going at it the hard way.
Believe I'll pass it up.
Gee, I...
The success of our project depends on getting Daddy out of town for a while.
This is a possum, that's a pussycat, that's a hound dog, and yonder's a fox.
Oh wait, I pretty near forgot.
Yes, ma'am.
Plenty of pot liquor and poem to sop it up with.
Dolling paint on walls as far as I got.
Said, California's the place you ought to be.
Oh!
But this painting on the ceiling is the most miserable work I ever took on.
By the way, Ellie, what's this?
But your health comes first.
Step right in.
So your silence is essential.