Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It is stunning, isn't it?
After all, I'm no child.
Well, as long as I'm vice president...
You dunderhead! You dolt!
Yeah? Well, tell me about it.
You Blithering FooI!
- A favor? - Yes.
Now, stop goofing off on my time!
Yes, sirree. Mrs. Spacely is going to be very happy when I tell her.
Now, what should we do about it?
Jane!
All you gotta do is move it 6 inches...
- Hey, what's this? - A blueprint of Spacely's buildings.
Oh, boy. Oh, boy, am I happy. Oh, boy. Oh, boy. Oh, boy.
Jetson.
- Well... - Why, the poor fellow is in an awfuI pickle.
"Move it!" I said.
And I'm not 6 inches over after all.
Well, how could I forget? They started my new career!
...you may be related to the new vice president...
A Mr. Spacely is on his way in, Mr. Cogswell.
And our building is 6 inches over on that insect Spacely's property!
Yes, sir, sir.
Okay, hold it, Mac.
Oh, boy! Wait till Mr. Spacely hears about this!
Must be a new product.
"S-G-O-C."
Why, he might even make me vice president.
How have we got Cogswell?
Gee, I just had to come and take another look at the old place.
A little more to the right.
Geronimo!
What do you mean, "ex"?
So you better get right over while I'm still in a good mood, Cogswell.
Jetson.
Here. Sit down.
"Sllews Goc. "