Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Greetings, all.

A little too much of one or the other and you'll either lose a girl or a finger.

We're gonna throw you young'uns a wing day.

Say, excuse me, but, uh, Danny, you all play the fiddle?

Last year alone, they made something like $14 million.

Uh, you gotta remember that I ain't done much, uh, girl-gettin'-whittlin' for a number of years.

That will give us time to catch the lizards, the frogs, the termites, and possibly even the moles.

The worst kind.

Boy, that is black gold, Texas tea.

There's more on the truck.

I'll have it brought in by the truckload.

Hardly, but time marches on, vogues change.

What's the matter?

Oh, they have some other things to unload.

I was just telling the young'uns about our wedding thing.

Right now, I got to go into town and get me some clothes and do something about my hair.

I feel wonderful.

I saw a picture of them and I'm still confused.

They would like to thank you folks for kindly dropping in.

Well, let me know if Miss Jean finds them.