Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Urgh! Look at how fat you are.
it's like Raskolnikov filibustered dioxin monohydroxanate.
I don't wanna go on a rant here, but America's foreign policy makes about as much sense
I gotta say, the man in this book does look an awful lot like you.
That's enough of that. There's a hunting knife under your seats. On my command... Argh!
I gotta tell Bonnie I'm sleeping with a black man!
- Hey, can we sit there? - No, these are saved.
Gentlemen, please. Please. Judge me not by the colour of my skin.
Yes. Peter, we hear you're a Negro now.
Chris starts with all this "Yo, yo, yo" stuff, and I don't know what he's talkin' about.
Oh, my God!
Cleveland, you got a minute? I really need to talk to you.
Well, I should probably be saddlin' up now.
I'm not gonna hurt you.
But my crew gave me the Grimace shake and I fit
And don't call me Peter. That's my slave name. Call me Kichwa Tembo.
have found a way to convert our entire population to pure energy.
So I've decided to share it with my brothers!
LUCKY THERA'S A FAMILY GUY
It's Nate Griffin!
He doesn't look very black to me.
Ahhhhh...!
Yes. Peter, we hear you're a N***er now.
God, I remember that. All those seals died.