Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I've been gored by a rose.

I have an itch.

Yes! And don't you forget it.

Exactly, a plane or a ship will spot it.

Thurston, thank heavens, you've come to save us.

- You've been dreaming. - Huh?

Oh, we must protect ourselves.

As far as I'm concerned, we're all alone on the island.

I think we've been getting along fine without the women.

Uh, Lovey, dear?

- That's kind of enjoyable. - Right again, little buddy.

You tried to frighten us to get us back, didn't you?

It's hard to believe they've only gone two days.

Well, we certainly know how to handle them, don't we?

I can't put my hand out. So, be more alert.

Ha ha. Come on, girls.

Give those a high gloss, will you, my dear?

Believe me, we've thought 'em a lesson. There you are.

- Did you hear a voice? - No, I didn't hear a soul.

Oh, oh. Yes, yes. I'm sorry.

Right. They've caused us enough trouble.

Thank you, girls.

- Fish. - Oh, good. Never mind.

And we're not going to be scared.

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