Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Now, where's my fella?
Come on, let's find those gypsies and expose them.
Hey, what's all the hollering?
Well, to Luke, or Ze Goyner, or whatever you gypsies say.
Hooray!
You did?
True.
Gypsy make mistake reading palm.
What tribe you from, Gypsy?
Hooray!
The Oakwood Hillbillies!
Forty... fifty... Sweetiekins!
You can have that.
Hooray!
Jip, Jip's woman just looked into my future.
Get up!
Granny!
The heck there ain't.
Is this house doomed or aint it?
Howdy.
She might have heard it coming through Bug Tussle.
Looks like Narda delivers the goods.
Uh, 50.
Hooray!
Now you're getting it.
I will see a dark, handsome man.
Take your shoes off.
Gypsies!
A frostbit gypsy is a happy gypsy.
Between us, we will unload a dark, handsome stranger on one of them.
Viacom.
Why, some of my best friends are gypsies.
Do as I say and you will be a rich gypsy.
No thanks.
What if they decide not to move?
You can't swing a cat without hitting a gypsy.