Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'll hide the ring in the finger hole.
Wilma, the Champ will kill my Barney.
With all these new frozen pies, Wilma never does any baking anymore.
Cake? That did it. Now it's on my mind again.
I don't want to give it to her till Saturday.
What do you mean? I'm all right. Go ahead.
They needed cash, so the little fellow is going to fight the Champ tonight...
There's a little matter of my $500.
I think it's the nicest, sweetest thing I've ever heard.
I suggest you check with the Buddy Buddy Credit Jewelers.
Fred's in an odd mood today.
You're a card, Fred.
Mama will make some nice pop-up toast for you.
She's gone. Now's my chance to get that ring.
Barney, would you do me a favor?
introducing at 265 pounds...
Lucky for Betty, you mean.
No. You girls seem to be a little confused.
It's the churchy lafem.
- I saw a mouse. That's what. - Okay.
Nothing over the price of a postage stamp? Got you.
I just won $500 for knocking out the Champ.
You know the old saying, Wilma.
Will you forget about the ring for Betty?
Come on, Barney. Be a good guy.