Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

but I like to think of them as more

[saxophone continues playing]

We only get a little bit of sunlight.

who are you, sir?

That's a nice hat.

ALFRED [chuckles]: Nigga, no you are not.

Damn, your hat looks dumb.

of your fucking finances?

Take my help and let's go.

I've been telling you what you needed to hear,

Who owns my masters?

And now we showcase The new and improved hyper-faggot

Shh. Yeah, I know.

I want an autograph!

Hey, Paper Boi! Hey, Paper Boi!

- to see anyone in here, mate. - Right?

And tonight's no different.

we don't have to learn anything if we don't want to.

mixed with, uh, Nepalese hallucinogenic honey,

Excuse me. And I got you on some Stereolab shit.

'Cause-'cause...

that shit is making you stand out.

♪ Tending to the same pole ♪

[Darius breathes deeply]

LORRAINE: Come on.

[breathing heavily]

- Danke. - Cats is underrated.

- [drumroll] - In the urban jungle,

♪ Feel the night is made of rocks ♪

that the best and worst part about being white is...

Two dirty martinis, a gin and Hpnotiq,

My nigga, your future?

They all come out here.

Uh, nigga, I just saved your life.

[muffled shouting]

- Nigga, iPod Nanos? - Yes, sir.

[sniffs] You might have heard or read about my transgression.