Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Oh, wow.
- Wait, where did this come from?
- It was lightwork. - Lightwork.
Arf-arf.
- You're not worried that he would be out,
- Did you go, Kandi? And you're filthy rich.
- Yay!
- Just to make a long story short,
- But you know what? Let's stop.
I don't want any drama.
- I gotta be in at 9.
You look gorgeous.
- Well, jeez, were you eavesdropping or somethin'?
- You came out to us for four weeks, five weeks.
- Is it Sonya or Sanya? Yeah, wait.
- Marlo has spent some good money on this party.
But as long as he continues to show up
- I want a daughter, so you can have a sister.
I still don't know where you were.
Put it in the microwave, and that's all I eat
Get your house pressure washed,
Are you happy? Are you genuinely happy?
Very handsome.
- Here we go. Here we go. There we go.
The sunshine is glowing.
- Well, Drew, listen.
- I am telling the truth.
What's up with you and Todd?
- Who wear a French roll? - A French roll for the gala.
- You are not helping with nobody baby.
- Can you use the apple cutter?
- Stop. How are your edges, by the way?
- No, I did not.
Still riding them Phantoms,
I think I'm gonna do two outfit changes.
- And I was a little body shamed.
- How are you, my love? - Hey, boo.
My niece and my nephew went to University of Texas in Austin.
- No, I'm just kidding.
Missed the mark. It's kind of cheap.
well, you goddamned read!
I own and operate Le'Archive.
- Oh you can. - No, you didn't.
I mean, I just don't know.
- You know, God didn't bless me with basketball.
to live with us.
The food is already seasoned, already cooked.
- Kandi need to just quit at least two jobs
- "Hell to the naw, to the naw, naw, naw."
- I coulda went to the Olympics.
No, no, no, no. We said, Marlo,
- Drewski! - Well, hello, guys.
- Genuinely, I-I wish, and I hope
everything about him, his personality.
Rise and shine! Let's be great!
- Ross and I met in the cafeteria
- Really? - Yeah.
- First of all, I said I love the fashion.
- I don't know, baby. I'm just asking a question.
and they were supposed to have no communication,
I'm a four-time Olympic gold medalist!
like I was on my own.
Like, honey, you rented out a ballroom with no ball.
Oh, look at that.
Mikey and William, time to get up!
We don't got no damn countertops.
- So, you're gonna date a man from jail?
- Please. - No, no,
Y'all know William. This is the little one.
- You're done. You're done. - Yeah, I'm done-done.
She's the number one Black blog in the world.
- She must go by a nickname.
Welcome to the Pittman palace, boo.
What is that? That looks good.
but I did, and when I went,
You did somethin'.
- Would you say that that message was to me?
- Okay.
Is this a new bone collector in training?