Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Your name, madam?

I'm in kind of a hurry.

Yes, with the exception of the pantries and the kitchen.

Granny just put some vittles on the stove, we can talk over a plate of groundhog stew.

Yeah, he's found himself a sculpting rock.

In fact, he isn't even in town.

How about taking a little snack for the road?

I'm the most expensive model in the agency.

The kinfolk said, Jed, move away from there.

Nope, I'm feeling better.

I'm under terrific pressure.

You're all invited back next week to this locality to have a heaping helping of their hospitality.

Shall I summon the clappers to the door?

All great artists does it, Uncle Jet.

Uncle Jed, you can't be a real artist without you got a beautiful model posing for you.

I'm going to find me a rock and chisel me out a masterpiece.

Drips on your face, runs down your arms, it's plum awful.

Congratulations, madam.

Nor has my husband.

He's so proud of it, he's out looking for another rock.