Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, no, indeed.

Look at this here collar that Cottonpatch was wearing.

Don't you want to be there?

Now, if you sight-twixt them first and second trees there, you'll catch a glimpse of the Drysdale House.

I'll need her as an interpreter.

She's flying her here personally for the nuptials.

I reckon it was clipped that way, Ellie Mae, but the fella that done it must have had the clippers in one hand and a jug in the other.

We just both feel an ornery, dragged out, don't give two shucks for nothing.

I don't understand it.

And so is the love nest for Claude and his beautiful bride.

You gonna spy on your own cousin?

Well, by dingies, they both took my advice.

Hey, Granny, hey, Pearl, look at old Duke.

And you're rich, too.

Now you will keep your care.

Where are you going?

Oh, Milton, you've come for the ceremony.

I hope he doesn't get one of his migraines.

They been squeaking for 15 years, as I remember.

She's got a lady friend.

Oh, more than anything else in the world, dear, but I'd better stay here and work.

Oh, shucks, just because I mowed off my whiskers and combed my hair.

Jed got a sweetie?

You know, I hear tell that French women is real fond of jewelry.