Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It ain't that you win or lose.

I ain't had nothing to eat since the midnight snack.

Somebody's trying to fix the race.

Nobody asked you to count.

Hey, this horse looks like Lady Belle.

Cheatin' don't pay!

She's been clean to town and back.

You're all invited back next week to this locality to have a heapin' helpin' of their hospitality.

Well, it's not that.

I'll go tell Granny the good news.

I know your teeth ain't much.

Oh, she gave out on the way.

Whoa, lightning!

I reckon there's nothing left for us to do but go out front and tell everybody that Granny has turned chicken.

She's bought another horse?

My ticker ain't so good.

But my wife... Now, if Granny could just whomp your wife in one race, I figure she'd be satisfied and forget all about it.

I didn't know they were going to make a house pet out of it.

She's a much better horse than Lady Belle.

Gee, girl, you're not in the buggy, you know.

Once you've drove a buggy, you don't forget.

It aged me 20 years, and I didn't run.

I scraped you up a spoonful.

Get your stomach for a little while.

It's got teeth.

But ain't you afraid all that growling and grumbling will wake Granny?

You weren't on that buggy ride.

You don't have to move!

This is my price.

Let's go, I'm late.

Margaret, Margaret, come back.