Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah, I guess so.
Mother McGuire's meatballs are on the air.
Yes, I did. So what?
Not for 26 weeks. I gotta stop him. I gotta sabotage this thing.
We're made of the finest ingredients
- Feels good to sit down, Barney? - Yeah.
- Hey, Barney! - What is it, Fred?
Right.
Don't forget to feed the cat.
Send it back before I sue the store for selling it to you.
No. And we've been home for a week now.
- Hello, Wilma. How's Fred feeling? - Has he said anything yet?
I'm gonna move into big stuff, like Dr. Jekyll Hides.
some were flowers, some were butterflies.
And that's what happened.
Now, listen all you supporting players.
Wait a minute, you guys.
- And what were you? - I was a slug.
Certainly, son.
And I like the other one, too.
he says very funny funny funny very funny
Quiet on the stage. Go ahead, Wilma.
- See you in the morning, Barney-boy. - Right, Fred.
One who's been through the wringer...
We'll hobnob with the stars. We'll eat at the Brown Pandora.
We never know how to end them anyway, you see.
How about making it two out of three?
This is what I call living.
I'm telling you, Barney, there's nothing to this acting racket.