Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He's waiting for you.
No.
Bottoms up.
He's had five dates with her.
Ellie ain't no old maid.
Bye now.
I don't think he can talk yet.
Hold on, Diddle.
Said, California's the place you ought to be.
Yes.
I'm going with them.
You won't let me draw down on him with a 12 gauge.
We have pure spring water in our cooler.
I'm talking about that monkey.
Now get, both of you.
Just keep the egg warm.
Yes, and bird lover that he is.
What can I do?
Hmm?
All right, go get him.
What's going on here?
I need you.
This morning as I was having breakfast, this winged messenger of love lit upon my windowsill with a brief but thrilling communique attached to her tiny leg.
A 30-foot fall at your age, you could be stowed up for a whole day.
Did I ever tell you that you look remarkably like a condor?
that he swallows this.
Love.
The charge is child neglect.