Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Rose, I have an idea.

Yeah, Europe again.

You're having a party?

What did she do, copy it from a résumé book?

She was my moon goddess

Nothing. I just know what you mean.

We agreed we're not exclusive

But you promised

I can't believe you're doing this to me. A baby-sitter?

Shut up. I am in deep shit.

And Rose loves her. She's not going to care.

I'm a whiz on the computer...

Better get your ass out there, Mrs. Crandell.

How humiliating. I love it.

- Yeah. - Yeah?

She was my moon goddess

Oh, I'm sure everything will be taken care of.

on hiring a teenager to gain market perspective.

The Dishes are done man

Who does not want ...

- Hi, Zach. - Hi.

Ya I don't know why you treat me so motherfukkin bad You ain't gonna realize whats you got till its gone, thats real, You gets no lovin bae

- The naked shrimp is to die from. - Right. Yum.

I'm not sure what I want my life to be yet.

Park it yourself Metallic breath!

I brought this Jell-O mold just in case you needed one.

thanks for your advice

and go sit behind a desk for eight hours and miss Oprah every day of my vacation.

Just forget about her. She's not worth it.

Let's go to my place. I'll rip off my mom's MasterCard again.

My mom doesn't want us to use her Volvo while she's away.

We will clean up the party.

So they don't, like, do it together?

YouTube rots your brains

God fukkin damn it man, i done already toldcha the name shit it ain't legal man open the motherfukkin' gate, cuzz Do yo damn job, nigga and hit that button, fukk's wrong witcha, ain't nobody's bitch, bitch, hit the fukkin' button, nigga

The buyer from Saks is looking for you.

I don't see there being any dilemma with that at all.

She's already dead, you moron!

God fukkin damn it man, i done already the name shit it ain't legal man open the motherfukkin' gate, cuzz Do yo damn job, nigga and hit that button, fukk is wrong witcha, ain't nobody's bitch, bitch

You bought her a diamond?

Yeah, my dad left us with this deranged Peter Pan!

Don't mention it.

I need a copy of the Bob's Big Boy account figures.

So do you believe me now? Or are you just going to believe some kid?

THE DECK IS DONE MAN

She said she didn't have any family, so this is--

Our summer of freedom is going to be a winter prison if I don't get some help.

I expect a complete report tomorrow morning on the life of the aardvark.

Sue Ellen, this is Gus Brandon, vice president of marketing.

- Come on. - Yeah, Right!

Oh, wow. Really?

Yeah, my mom left us with this deranged Mary Poppins.

- Shit. - What?

Well we don't have any choice Any choice? Shit We got thousands fukkin millions of choices

Where did this come from? Black and Blue, whatchu don't like the motherfukka?

- I can not believe it. - Oh, that's very funny

If that's how you wanna play me then me you ain't gonna realize whatcha got til it's gone You knew i had you livin plush in the cut everytime i wanted you to dick you out you told me don't rush then i need your ass then bye bitch

God, you take these things so personally.

The link URL goes in the field called... U-R-L

Thanks for helping out.

Give me a break

This is our design area...

to create a fun and sexy look for the teenage girl.

What was he doing listening to T.R.U's CD's? Stop hating on T.R.U., Master P, Silkk, C-Murder, Big ED, King George and Calli G are dope lyricists from 3rd Ward Calliope, New Orleans and Richmond California

It wasn't your damn money, it was my money

being ugly to our Buick! That Bodicussy Buick wasn't even ours, it was Mrs. Sturak's grumpy, scary, stankin ass ride

Taxes are done, man.

- I don't want Mom to come home. - I don't either.

When you talk, you ruin it. You can't talk unless you stop.

Dishes are done, man

First of all, the name tags have gotta go.

You gotta squeeze the fat out of those burgers better.

- Right Now - If you need money, ask me first

a child you hired.

Basically, you're the hub of our communication network.

I haven't quite decided on that yet.

Nigga wouldcha stop serving us around?, You ain't no fukkin Dorothy Parker, getcha ass in this 6-4 trunk Nigga how boutcha getcha Manny the Mammoth ass in this damn 6-4 trunk

First and fifteenth of every month. Is that it?

You'll need to rent a banquet hall. You do have enough in petty cash, right?

in bold black-and-turquoise stripes, black tights and high-top sneakers.

Well as usual, your brother's proven he's not the least bit involved with this family.

If you can do this motherfukka, Let's get a 20, Fukk white zig zags I need some brown stickys I mean that swisha go good with that dank, Niggas be gettin fukked up in my hood like they smokin crank, But we not we gettin higher than fire, But I won't stop smokin dank till I retire

Hey, who are you? Where's that other broad, Mona?

We've been mutually un-exclusive for the last seven months.

I’m right on top of that, Russ.

The URL goes in the field called "URL"

- Thanks, guys. Bye. - Anytime.

You've got to get something better on her than that.

Finish the presentation.

GROW UP, CAROLYN!

We can't take this motherfukka back to Black and Blue, everything's free there Everything's free in that motherfukka, We Got the Hook-Up, holla if you hear me

I wasn't there. I should have been. I mean, not on the roof.

Sugar and spice!

No. I was just wondering why they would come all this way to bring a chili dog.

No. I couldn't. It's an improvement.