Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, yeah, that's right, Granny.

They would like to thank you folks for kindly dropping in.

This time she tried to steal Mr. Ted's shovel.

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I'm not afraid of that little hillbilly hoodlum.

That goomer is a good 12 foot tall!

Good morning, honey.

I don't mind if I'm trembling, Granny.

All right, and you got some eating to do.

I'll fetch my slingshot!

Let go of my gun!

What's going on out here?

Then you may have to do a little of both.

We're ready for the groundbreaking ceremonies, Mr. Ted!

He ain't to blame.

That was only money!

Now, now, hold on.

But he'll go eight or better.

How about letting her send her maid?

Please, sister, it'll cure it right away.

He grabbed my shotgun and bent it double.

I think I know where it might be.

It's all right, Mr. Drysdale.

Suppose you tell me.