Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Dolling paint on walls as far as I got.
Oh wait, I pretty near forgot.
But this painting on the ceiling is the most miserable work I ever took on.
Oh!
Plenty of pot liquor and poem to sop it up with.
I'm going to clock and shoot a few... Melvin, darling, you mustn't lift anything heavy, not in your condition.
Gee, I...
Maybe he was too poor to buy canvas.
But your health comes first.
Said, California's the place you ought to be.
It's all right, Fredericks.
Yes, ma'am.
So your silence is essential.
No, thanks.
No, sir.
We'll sleep out yonder, and you helly can bed down out in the butler's pantry.
This is a possum, that's a pussycat, that's a hound dog, and yonder's a fox.
Whack off an ear.
Step right in.
Him and Ellie too, but he's going at it the hard way.
The success of our project depends on getting Daddy out of town for a while.
By the way, Ellie, what's this?
Believe I'll pass it up.