Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Huh-huh. Uh-oh.

I don't like nobody like that lady,

and the generosity displayed here today.

you could do a little less.

- Baby, Westside when we ride.

but I'm tired and I'm scared.

Don't get fresh, Eunice.

- What girls? What you talking about?

I'm saying ain't nothing wrong with that!

that I'm personally doubling my donation

- Mm-hmm. - Talking 'bout, "I'm good."

Put it on! Put it on! Put it on. All the armor.

- Mm-mm. - You know better than that.

[crowd murmurs in agreement]

[clears throat]

- Right in front of me.

What did you think this was? - You thought this was a game?

she's right there.

I mean, oh, this girl group clearly has something to say,

I hope that stress don't make her lose no weight.

I just love 'em with their thick stockings

- Some nights, I lay awake

This is mine! Come on, now. This is mine!

that her mama's going through.

My BMI is perfect, bitch.

He look like Donnie McClurkin wearing a Marvin Sapp suit.

You lucky. Be happy. Smile.

entitled "Bald Samson."

I'ma eat your butt.

and then she can go to jail for the rest of her life.

God wanted me to tell y'all

Let me-- both: No!

- Tell him. - Keychains.

I didn't know whether to comb it or pet it.

and ain't nothin' wrong with that.

I want to maintain the friendship,

- And they curly.

- Uh, yeah. - I did the same thing.

God must have been in a good mood when he made her.

- Come on, baby. You're our only hope, okay?

- Lady, have you ever heard of a bible?

[crowd chattering] - Get real, Pastor.