Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Here, Barney. Here, boy. Where are you, Barney? Come on, boy.

Now, yes, we'll take...

if you're game to try it.

could you tell me where I can find Mesmo?

- So long, Wilma. I'll call you after dinner. - Okay, Betty.

That's a good gag, Barn. Come on. You had me fooled for a minute.

They're all down there. Can you see him?

- A bird, a cat, a frog? - No, it's not me.

Yeah, but I hope it'll teach him a lesson.

You are a big dog, Wilma.

- Did you check the tubes? - Yup, they're okay.

I got a friend that's a brain and shoots a good game of pool, too.

- How's your antenna? - Fine, Fred. How's yours?

Dabble? I wallow in it.

It's a line drive to left field, and O'Toole is rounding first. He's starting for second.

If anyone at home was affected, imagine.

but I got it up here.

Barney, pal, you gotta cut it out. Come on, snap out of it.

I'm sure, Doc. I hypnotized him.

And now, I'm gonna make her bark like a dog.