Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

OH, I'M WASHED UP. THROUGH.

WHAT? WHAT'S THE MATTER?

WE CAN START LOOKING FOR WRONG WAY AGAIN.

NOW, COME ON, I'LL CLEAN OFF THE TAIL GEAR,

MOONLIT NIGHTS...

LOOK OUT! YOU'RE GOING TO CRASH!

I FORGOT MY LANTERN.

GOOD MORNING, PROFESSOR.

AND I'LL GO OUT TO THE OCEAN, ALRIGHT?

NOW YOU'RE IN A TAILSPIN.

I TRIED TO STOP HIM.

LEFT WING FLAP?

WHAT DO YOU MEAN?

SEE IF THERE'S SOME OTHERS IN THE TOOLBOX, WILL YOU?

NO. HE GOT THAT DURING WORLD WAR I.

IT WAS 3 YEARS AFTER THE WAR WAS OVER.

* ABOARD THIS TINY SHIP *

WE'VE GOT TO SPREAD OUT AND COMB THE ISLAND.

HAVE YOU GOT ANY PENETRATING OIL, WRONG WAY?

* THE TINY SHIP WAS TOSSED *

NO. DON'T YOU HAVE A HAMMOCK OF YOUR OWN?

THAT'S HOPELESS.

I WONDER WHERE WRONG WAY IS.

PROFESSOR, YOU TAKE THAT DIRECTION,

SLOBBERING OVER THOSE EXPENSIVE GLOVES. COME ALONG.

WITH THAT ENGINE?

AW, POOR WRONG WAY.

THEY STILL TALK ABOUT ONE FLIGHT HE MADE.

* TO MAKE THE OTHERS COMFORTABLE *

ON THE TAKEOFF, WHAT DO YOU DO WITH THE FLAPS?

WELL, HE'S SUPPOSED TO,