Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Never forget, Ellie, drinking is a curse.

(upbeat banjo music)

Mrs. Drysdale is indisposed, madam. She is not receiving.

As soon as Ellie gets back from the Drysdales,

I hear her yellin' and screamin' clear from upstairs.

And he wouldn't take this milk, neither.

Oh, don't be silly, Milburn. I need oxygen.

Aw, hitch! Aw, get in there, pig! Come on!

(slowly) I - B - M.

You haven't seen Sonny for a long time.

but I'm sure we can get something better.

Now open the window!

I don't need this list no how.

pepper leaves, chicken gizzards, stump water, coal oil,

Oh, oh! Milburn! I'm the happiest woman in the world!

and they'll bring 'em out.

(cheerful banjo music)

Last time Granny used the soberin' up mash, set a new record.

I don't understand. Why have you suddenly decided to go back to Boston?

Lord love him. Ain't that pitiful? Hurry, child, now hurry.

Well, all of a sudden, he points up towards his house and says,

Hold your horses, I'm a-comin'!

Nice house, nice car, nice job,

and suddenly this dreadful giant appeared with a huge gun

It might be it ain't Mr. Drysdale's fault.

Hm now, ain't that nice.