Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

With his brains, the Yankees will promote him to a major by sundown.
Yes, I'm ready.
Hillbilly, that is.
The only way I can explain it is that he was smoking Virginia tobaccy and drinking Tennessee whiskey.
Alcohol is a dandy and a sifting, especially when it's applied internally.
Just give him this so he's mine.
Well, come on, everybody.
Billy Wayne Beauregard.
I'm gonna capture that rascal!
Nothing doing, it's going to be you.
Oh, my baby.
Oh, I hear either answer it or shoot it.
General Ulysses S. Grant.
Granny, I got the stock bed and watered it.
Get into your uniform.
Mr. Drysdale!
Don't you worry.
No, thank you.
Listen, Colonel, with that accent, the only thing you can deliver is a bucket of fried chicken.
Perish the thought.
That'll give us time to get our weapons and join them.
We'd be at once if we could do it again!
Set the edge to running!
What time is it, Jethro?
You're in for it now.
Go back to bed.