Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Morning, neighbor.

This is for your dear friend, John Brewster.

I want to draw up some money.

He ain't no bigger than an ant.

He liked the service so well, he bought a round-trip ticket.

Yeah, Plum forgot about that.

I ain't got wings, feathers, or a beak, and you ain't getting me off the ground.

Yes, I know, but here the line goes under the city of Beverly Hills, and it would be almost impossible to get under the... Surprise!

I could become the laughing stock of Beverly Hills.

What is the job, Mr. Clampett?

Always got the answer.

oh gee this is shocking I know what you're looking at in those viewers girly pictures look at that

What is it, Mr. Drysdale?

Just tell him Mr. Clampett owns your biggest oil field.