Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

♪ Where the kisses are hers and hers and his ♪
Well, you shouldn't blame yourself. It's not your fault.
Uncle Fremont, I'd like you to meet Mr. Roper. He's our landlord.
Those people stick together, you know. [ Doorbell Ringing ]
But we'll still be here.
Jack, please. I can't hear! What?
to help him out that way?
Just one beautiful woman after another.
- Let's get out of here while we still can. - Hold it!
Uh, nothing. The company went bankrupt.
Chrissy, that's ridiculous. Only rabbits chew in the middle.
Oh, my goodness. Is it rent time already?
Well, Uncle Fremont, I'm afraid you can't stay here.
I want my rent and I want it now.
Don't confuse your terms, dear boy.
Mr. Roper, I promise, you'll get your rent very soon.
Well? I chew on the left.
That's right... $100.
As a matter of fact, yes, I have.
I have your check. I could endorse it right over to you.
have a perfect excuse for throwing us out.
Didn't get it, huh? He's got it on him.
That's true.
[ Gasps ]