Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Of course.
Get up, you lazy bag of bones.
He just ate one of your biscuits.
Well, thank you, dear folks.
How about you, ma'am?
Good luck.
You mean if we was to go back and stand in front of your bank with them flowers, we'll do better?
Care for a handful of redhots?
He wouldn't even fight back.
Come on, both.
It stings just as bad, and hints at the same time.
Howdy, ma'am.
Well, sounds wonderful, but we haven't any bathing suits.
My nose ain't what it used to be.
Prettiest baby I ever did see.
But, Bo, they expect us to be big spenders.
Well, I ain't waiting no longer.
What do we do, Jethro?
Au revoir.
It sounds like more fun than getting thrown in the pond.
This here is Miss Hathaway.