Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

This road hog up ahead won't move, Officer.
- Yes, ma'am. - Bring her over to Mrs. Stonehead.
A hideout for a creature in distress.
and there you have it, your snork is in the bag.
A regal head, more shape to the neck, well-proportioned body.
- Yes, ma'am. - Did you cancel the newspaper?
we'll combine and make it a business and pleasure trip.
- Hand me the number seven club, Barn. - Number seven, coming up.
- A snorkasaurus, that's what we're after. - Snorka-snooker? What's that?
Thank you, ladies, for brightening my last hour.
- Hey, Fred. - Yeah, Barney?
Junior, come on now, it's getting late.
You've got to keep your head down. Then follow through, like so.
- Step on it, Barney. - I am!