Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Try your luck. Try your luck.
- I've been expecting it. - Not this one. Take a peek.
Calling Dr. Racey, Dr. Ken Racey.
- Fired. You're fired, fatso. - Help!
Well, Elroy, you've just spent your father's raise.
What's your secret?
I'm inclined to agree.
I still haven't told my family. I'm nothing but a coward.
Take a look.
...and whoopee!
Sell AP&P. Sell AP&P.
We're going to miss you, George.
who's filling in for kimberley whiteman? fiona ginn.
- Hey, Mr. Jetson. - Henry, what are you doing here?
I'd like to see how he's doing.
You talk about pests. I mean, he's impossible.
...but he's the king of the old crabs.
It's vacuum heads like you who keep fuselage and fender shops in business!
Polish your nails on your own time. Polish your nails on your own time.
My, this is your big little old day, isn't it?
Be a sport. Be a sport.
I’m
Congratulations to George
Get rid of him, Spacely, or you'll be out of a job.
Last week, you said it was Martian mumps.
- There's only one thing, though. - What's that?
Oh, George, time to get up. You'll miss your appointment.
...your dandy handyman. Hey.
Shake. Shake.
And starting Monday, I'm spending a whole month on the moon!
Sorry, buster. I don't work here anymore.
I'll get it.
- Someone's at the door. - Yeah, I'll get it.
"Bet number 32 black," he says.