Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, don't let these rocks and rags fool you, James.

I'm delighted to meet you, Willona.

He was the first war casualty of the latrine detail.

Sure, I'll get you Mama's.

Well, speak of the Devil.

with a personal message to you from God.

I don't want to waste it on somebody I don't know.

We could send Michael to law school,

And you got some reach, reverend...

Only to drive him out of people's hearts,

Sam, this is my wife, Florida.

And what do you have to say to that, reverend?

Reverend, may I please have your autograph?

and it pays pretty good.

You know, Sister Florida,

can I have an Amen?

Sam, they don't print enough money

pure dy-no-mite.

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I'll shine your shoes in Marshall Fields' window.

and Sam turned to me and said,

with your good woman's blessings.

and his was a customized Cadillac.

I just finished washing my hair.

watch out, brother.

Perhaps you don't think there is a God.

I guess them numbers

is that front door hitting your backside!