Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Come on, girl. You can do better than that.
Be late for my first date.
somebody you should feel comfortable calling a nigger,
Mm. Robert, huh?
Cha-ching!
You see? You're making these lonely black women feel loved,
and never looked back, right?
That's why we had to flip this arts-and-crafts room
You're pretty. You make a mean sweet-potato pie.
Huey, Riley, is that electricity I hear?!
But if he's Robert's friend, then he's my friend, too.
Granddad, you're not really gonna do this?
Nothin' wrong with sex. That's how we all got here.
some estate planning, an advance directive?
Hush. Don't worry about what I am.
piss, poopy piss, and gout.
Mm-hmm.
You know one's about to die, be real nice to that one.
and if I had a chance to get out...
I taught them. It's good manners.
That's right... you ain't getting out of your contract now!
I'm tired of this lawyer coming in and just singing.
Who wants dessert?
you can walk to school in them.
See, this is why niggers drop out of school.
Know why we're broke, Robert?
We were caught in a cycle of despair, violence, and poverty.
Oh, I saw that movie.
a jail that smells like a combination of poop,
Mm.
Enough. Get your asses in bed.
and... wait! I think I have the perfect job.
I had to call in the big guns...
You're smart.
Vanessa and her girlfriends had granddad arrested for prostitution.
I knew this would happen.