Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Thank you. - Hmm. Babies making babies.

Whatever you've done, I've done worse.

I hid in that empty duffel bag that you had the coke in...

Rock, paper, scissors, shoot.

I don't even own a toilet.

Yo, Eights. Let me holler at you.

Oh, you guys are pathetic.

- How about the Crazy Eights? - Yeah!

Well, how long have I got?

What did I tell you about David Archuleta?

- Tell 'em where you're from - Straight outta Compton

In a minute. Wait in the car.

- Stink all to hell and get lice and suffer. - Get in the kitchen and make my dinner.

- Which kind of makes you a gang leader. - Mm-hm.

I been around, seen a lot of things, know a lot of things.

How're we supposed to make money selling cookies, huh?

It's great what you've done for these kids. Lord knows we need the extra cash.

Actually, you can drop me off at the mall.

Hey, it's that lady from the school that has the big ass.

They've got Junior.

Hey, the eight of you could form a club.

This is Principal Farquhare.

What if Rallo and I split the other 1000...

...I am so sorry about the death of your son.