Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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