Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No wonder you sent me out of the house this morning.
I'm starting to run over that little old gal.
Izzy Belle Gooch.
We ain't got a woodshed.
Because as the rod is spared, so is the twig bent.
I'm sorry, Uncle Jed, but we's gonna have to fight us a duel.
I just come by to make my handies.
It might a pleasure to see you.
Colonel.
Well, Chief, you did make him vice president for a day.
She might have married you then and there.
You remember the Fetty family?
Don't tell me!
He ought to do something.
Cash.
I'm Emmeline.
You sure you want to marry a girl that dumb?
Honeybee, you give Emmeline one of your bathing suits and explain to her... Well, I done give her one of my bathing suits, Pa, but she's scared you won't like her showing her limbs.
You should have seen her face when I told her that I graduated sixth grade.
She grins, moaning, gasping for breath, and her eyes roll back in her head.
Set a spell.
I hope you'll stay to supper, Colonel.
Excuse me, Chief, there's a Colonel Foxhall to see you.
Uncle Jed gave it to me.
He's got an appointment.
Yes, ma'am.