Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

But I want to make it up to you.
Aunt Dorothy's certainly a grouch.
Ma, gimme a break. The Di-Gel's on the bottom shelf.
Come on, sweetheart. That's a boy.
Girls, this little fella better stick around a while.
Good, we can talk about the banquet.
Especially since there wasn't that much work involved.
But you said he was cute.
How about that new pizza place on the corner?
You should've taken the job I suggested.
It's steady work, they supply the uniform and you're married to God.
OK, but we're not the only ones living here. Dorothy has to agree, too.
He's adorable. I found him at the market.
I hunted hours for his owner.
- Show me that paper. - I'm sorry, Blanche, I can't.
Come on, sweetheart.
Blanche, what the hell are you talking about?
Gin.