Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Careful, his nail polish may not be dry.

She's been frolicating around like a chicken in the corn crib.

There you are, ma'am.

Now, you come a mite further and you can see more of it.

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

Might could be.

Oh, of course not, Milford.

Qu'est-ce que c'est que ça?

All duded up and steppin' out like a chicken in high oats.

Milton, doesn't it thrill you?

It's got Smell-Em on it!

I think they're getting ready for a wedding.

That's pretty, Granny.

Come on, Miss Hathaway, let's get back to the bank.

Youngins, you go on and get outside.

I prefer to consider Claude and his beautiful Parisian bride as entering wedlock.

Things have come to a sorry state when a man can't shave his face and comb his hair without his family cackling like a bunch of chickens at a new worm.