Mother Drives a Car

Mother is Maxwell House really the only coffee in the world? Well your father says so and your father knows best. Yes, it's father knows best transcribed in Hollywood, scaring Robert Young's father. A half hour visit with your neighbors the Anderson, brought to you by America's favorite coffee, Maxwell House.

The coffee that's always good to the last draft. It's morning in Springfield the morning of June 21 and a day long to be remembered in the minds and memories of the family and owners Anderson.

As with most things that occur in the White Frame House on Maple Street, the situation is approached by way of Hindustan and the East Side-Barian Archipelago. But in the Anderson household June 21 will always be remembered as the day we taught mother to drive.

Like this. Good morning Margaret. Good morning, dear. I thought you looked chipper this morning. Why shouldn't I? I'm young, handsome, talented. And you, you lucky woman, you've got me. Jim Anderson, did you put something in your mouthwash?

Today nothing can faze me. I'll climb mom, swim, oceans, scale the sides of mighty preciprasism. Jim, please put me down. I'm going to say preciprasisticians. Jim, preciprasisticians. Jim, you've got to put me down. The fight's coming.

Well, let him get his own women. Oh, I love it. Honey, you know how you can get down. Oh, dear, if you're going to be a spoiled baby. Hi, Mom. Hi, Dad. Just a mom, huh, Dad?

Well, you sure got a nice day, Fart. Margaret. Yes, dear. Now, please have my coffee. Of course. Dad. You keep quiet and eat your breakfast. Now what did I do? Nothing. Just eat your breakfast.