Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...and has to see a psy-cat-trist.

This one's on its way to Jupiter.

Pound him, tomboy!

I wanted her to think I was having a party, so she wouldn't think I miss her.

What? What? What? What?

who's filling in for james? dillan.

Are you comfortable?

I wonder how she treats her dog.

Gee, Mr. Orbit. Daddy's right back where he started.

I really recommend it. It's like a page out of the Old West.

Hey, you wasn't kidding when you said the bed was out of order.

- Wow! - You mean, yahoo!

You'd think you two could get up one morning without my help.

Now we'll get the results on the relativity reactor.

There, you see?

Oh, my dear. You dance divinely. You dance divinely.

I'll vacuum first before I start picking the stuff up.

The way you drive, you could use one.

Henry, get up here. The Retract-O-Bed has gone haywire.

Now we'll test those reflexes.

Well, something must've gone wrong. Be back in a jiffy.

- Can you make it in time? - I'll make it.

Holly will wipe up the floor with you you worm

Oh, my, what fascinating eyes you have, George.

- Ready, pards? - Ready!

- For you alone, ma'am? - No, make it for two.

- I'll say he isn't. - Come on, let's have some fun.

Oh, yeah, yeah. Glad to.

- Don't we, George? - We sure do.

Well, I guess I'll have to put in a new controI system...

Well, there's one sure way to find out.

Sorry to wake you, sir, but I have a collect call from Mrs. Jetson on Beta Three.