Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- How do you do? - Hiya, Gus.

that's coming this weekend. that's coming this weekend.

Now, either you stay out of trouble, or you sit quietly on the beach.

- Gee, Fred, do you mean it? - You bet I do.

His lmperial Exalted Grand Pooh-Bah...

"We'll still chum around together. We'll play cards at my house...

Remember how the old gang used to help each other out in the old days?

Yeah, we're all tired, but a nice dinner will snap us out of it.

- Swimsuits? - Check-a-doodle.

No ironing, no cooking, no dishes, no cleaning.

- This is the life, Betty. - It sure is.

Who are those two gorgeous dolls?

What I say goes.

How are you, fatso? You haven't changed a bit.

You're just lucky we were able to calm that woman down.

Nothing, except three days away from housework.

You'll all be my guests.

Here comes Fred, but where's Barney?

There are a few of us left, you know.

Go ahead, Barney.

That's okay, he belongs to a hospital plan.

Smoothy strikes again.

She did it again.

I'd forgotten that name, but it fits.

I'm holding your money for you until the end of the season...

They throw you a long slow curve and then the fast break.

I'm still the old Smoothy.

This is embarrassing. All the neighbors are looking.

- Say no more, let's start packing. - Right.

You bring them along and it won't cost a cent.