Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Run into a humdinger of a sale.
You're all invited back next week to this locality to have a heapin' helpin' of their hospitality.
That may have some coins in it.
Howdy, Reggie.
Renée!
Go easy, Granny.
Yes, sir.
They ain't even got a kitchen out back.
Yes, sir.
Said, California's the place you ought to be.
Madame Renée is in the fitting room in the rear.
Golly, ma'am.
Well, Uncle Ted, hadn't we ought to stick around so they'll know who gave them the tickets?
Above all, we must avoid a scene or any kind of notoriety.
I'm gonna jump out and go back home.
Good boy.
And I reckon there's more than one of you women that has a daughter that you're looking to get shed of.
Don't tell Madame Renée.
Now, now, now, now, quieten down!
My dingies, you put her in this when you bring her to that church, and you won't need no shotgun.
We found a $20 parking ticket on our truck.
Why, George, I think the old girl is stoned.