Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

But we back tomorrow, and Waymond is pissed.
- Aw, yeah. - What?
His American Idol hairdo, your norse-ness.
I'm gonna bring you to big boy court.
I am a lawyer. And with this kind of damage,
We told you not to bring the spaghetti.
How about we settle out of court?
who can prove beyond a reasonable doubt
We got a big-time lawyer coming through.
Eat a bunch of hamburgers right now and get fat?
You heard Tez. Waymond's snitching tomorrow.
and I never got to Eiffel Tower a chick with one of you guys.
- Oh, we're gonna get pounded. - Maybe, like,
- Whoo! - You got it!
If I may, I'm gonna stand.
Yummy.
Yeah.
to Tez's summer blowout special.
Yeah, now we're gonna go to prison for perjury.
two pictures for $5, so...
"Justice." Right?
and a suitcase full of your clothes.
but you guys are bitches.
Trust. Us.
Just. Us.
- Sure, yeah, of course. - Oh, damn!
Guys, I applied to law school.
Did you see Monteezy work his magic?
Smell, like, a little like something's burning?
Oh, [Bleep], this is bad.
- Sold! - Okay!
The only thing y'all gonna be eating is ass salad.
Defense calls Waymond Womano.
but took a one-and-a-half in my pants on the elevator.
- Yep. - Welcome, gentlemen,
You know what? We're gonna see you in court, man.
Your honor,
- Aah! - Oh...
That was not our fault.
That's affirmative. There's something...