Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The dickens, you say?
Yes, sir?
Well, if it's got a beat, we can fag it.
Left hand.
Oh, thank you.
Now, you see how easy it is?
What do you make of it, Jed?
Swing and sway with Sammy Kaye.
Then I'd show her a few of my fancy mumbley-peg throws, like my three-and-a-half off the wrist, or my side, uh, spinner off the ear, or the nose-winder.
Chief, young people today just aren't dancing to those groups anymore.
Well, he said Miss Jane was fetching fellas.
I can't go on telling folks she's 14 forever.
Yep.
Us girls used to do our best hunting in front of the general store on a Saturday afternoon.
But how about Jethro going?
Oh, no, no.
And while I was doing that, I'd mention the barn dance that night, and before you know it, uh, we was acquainted.
Well, tell me about them.
Well, just so they come up with a good fiddle player.
And to help you land that beetle account, I'll make that a set of dishes for each of them.
Cut it?
It's too savage, too primitive.