Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Time! Get that dog out of here!
Go home!
Why, if it ain't old Dink. Need a jar of hooch, buddy?
The witch of Yazoo.
When I got back from Spain...
I'd rather have the leg.
...he looks up to you, Dink.
My old man said he didn't win no medals at all.
What'd you do to him?! That's my dog!
Probably Fort Benning for basic, then overseas, I reckon.
After him, men!
The cotton grew tall that year, the summer of 1942...
That's not true, Maddie. This baby canine must rewired our house!
It's you, Skip.
That ain't no real Kraut helmet.
...we have time for just one more.
It's hard enough on an adult. A boy shouldn't have to.
I'll never have another friend like you. Ever.
Come on, Skip!
plagg: where are you, boy?
...you'll wake up to find a dead pooch on your porch.
I'm thinking of becoming a writer.
Throw it higher.
Then, magically, spring would come...
There was a war going on then.
This one's from me.
Go on.
There's one more.
We're gonna find him.
I'm sorry.
So they saddled the ass for him and mounted it. "
...that you hadn't thought of to look at, right?
My mother was lively and talkative.
Really, I can.
Well, somewheres in Catalonia, I suppose.
... to finding myself smack-dab in the middle.
Come on in, fellas. Be right with you.
One little old piece of tinfoil ain't gonna win no scrap drive.
...Dink Jenkins. "
He's frail, he's sensitive and he can't handle it.
What's the matter?
He's not ready for that.
Drivers hardly knowing...
-His son came back from Europe today. -Wonderful.
Uncle Sam is looking for a few good...
Barney, have you seen Skip?
He slept right by her grave.
It's you who better get out of here.
This is from Daddy and me.
It's getting too damn popular around here anyway.
Skip grew to know Yazoo too.
You know, that dog is plumb crazy about you, boy.
Inside it says, "Hans" .