Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And don't you say nothing either.
It's pasture land.
Get that varmint out of here.
Give me that!
Out in the country, too.
I'm gonna give you some rock salt and some bacon rind to go with your corn.
Well, now, I reckon you're gonna write, Happy Birthday, Granny, on there with icing, huh?
That's it, sweetheart.
We want it to be a surprise.
It might be a little risky right now.
All right, Granny.
You having another chill?
Yes, he'll be right over with the contracts for you to sign.
Now, pour some in the glass.
A rheumatism medicine.
Oh!
Excuse me, Uncle Jet.
I'll call Mr. Drysdale.
My salesman and I were just talking about you.
See her yonder?
Money is no object.
That's what for.
I'll commence calling, folks, pal.
We ain't got no bats.
Why don't you let me make you one?
Are you kidding?
No, I'm from... Good.
518 Crestview Drive.
You ain't got rheumatism in your arms.
Makes a dandy scarecrow.
How do you do?
No, no, I'll take it with me.