Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Forget it.
Allie Mae, what are you doing?
Did you get him some girls from the secretarial pool?
Just a minute, Granny.
Bug Tussle?
Not a gnasher awake.
Can't you see I'm a sophisticated international... See what I mean?
You ain't seen Bug Tussle on Saturday night.
It's easy.
The kinfolk said, Jed, move away from there.
I might fetch eight or ten of them rascals home for grits and gopher gravy.
Granny!
Hey, Ellie Mae, you're gonna have to get these critters out of my bachelor pad.
I'll sniff my way.
Hillbilly, that is.
That's good.
Of course, and for that you need beautiful girls, bright lights, excitement!
You all pile on and we'll go up to my bachelor pad.
Signed and sealed.
I'm feeding them Granny's grits and guava gravy.
No, she took her wheelbarrow.