Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Blanche, honey.
George, breakfast is ready!
Look at that suspension.
Good night, ma'am-- Mom.
-Yes, George? -I wanna see Mr. SpaceIy.
Thank you, ma'am.
Yes, sir. He starts the referential unisonic digital indexer machine.
-Oh, you mean she's free? -For one day's home demonstration.
Then it's not coffee. It's tea.
There she is now! Rosey! Rosey!
Oh, yes, sir. Very struggling, sir.
This is Jack Jetwash, your slipped disk jockey...
You must have goofed up somewhere
How can I explain a raise when I've got a luxury...
Judy, I thought you were going swimming.
And to think, I married that woman 30 years ago because she couId cook.
That's all.
THIS COFFEE TASTES LIKE ROCKET FUEL
Hey, maybe I should be punished and kept home from school.
A dinner beII that goes, ''Come and get it''?
Sara, stop this crazy thing!
...with your modern mothers' muscle tone program of the air.
-Very chic-y. -And look, the engine.
Come on, Rosey. Show me your hook shot.
-But, Stella-- -I'm sure you won't mind eating out again.
Yes.
Enjoyed every minute of it.
Someday, I'm going to give that door a shot right in its electric eye. Pow!
Sure. I picked it up in ancient history.