Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

My own son, and you forgot.

You want to take food home?

- What? - He knows this place. He can help you.

- Of course I read it. - But you didn't believe it.

Now I want you to just sit here and mind your own business, all right?

That's S-A-N-F-O-R-D period, speaking.

- Forgot, didn't you? - Forgot what?

No, I like it more like this.

Say, I like canned beer. You got a can of beer?

Now that made me look kinda queer.

He's not calling you old-fashioned. That's the name of the drink.

Say, we're gonna need another chair.

But I like to read it out loud. Now you hush.

Okay. Well, I'm gonna take you out for a drink...

It's on the sweatband "F.S." could have meant "for sweating. "

I ordered a Shirley Temple. It's the cheapest thing they got here.

You got, uh... I like beer. You got beer on tap?

Well, good, 'cause this is a person talkin' too.

- "Happy birthday, Dad. " - You're gonna read that out loud?

and you still don't know what it's all about.

It smell like insect spray.

Happy birthday to me

Hey, this is a nice place, ain't it, Pop?

You don't have to eat. You don't have to do nothing 'cause I'm leaving.