Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- You say your name right, right now. - Denise?

You know... Bup-bup-bup-bup.

Jeez! Forget it, Trey!

But that mother[bleep]er, bip! And diarrhea just went "Pssh"!,

You're definitely gonna hit that for sure tonight, man.

TOAD: YOU STOP WATCH TV STEVEN UNIVERSE!

- Oh... - Yeah.

No Jay Quellin here?

"What's up?" You know, that was me.

The once unsurmountable racial divide

my man would be surfing on the desk.

You sly son of a bitch I’m in

No Vi-Oh Lot, huh? Well you'd be better be sick, swelled up, or most peculiar like a blueberry, Vi-Oh Lot!

so don't even think about messing with me.

- Probably in jail now. Right.

Deflected... Aaahh!

Vee-Roo-Ka. Is there a Vee-Roo-Ka? If one of y'all says some silly ass name, this whole class is gonna feel my wrath. Now Vee-Roo-Ka.

That was because my other arm was already injured.

-'Cause we could go to war. -No.

I am not going to shoot you.

and then we all, bup-bup-bup-bup. We go to town!

All the white went straight to my penis.

That's all behind me now, General.

(groaning) Oh, yeah.

now bridged by a mutual hatred...

-Y'all feel me? -Yes.

- Present. - Thank you.

♪ No food, no books, no power in the sockets ♪

- Come on! - What's "bup-bup-bup-bup", though?

Lewis Lawrence is beginning his life sentence.

I don't understand why.

No! Dude, we'd all be [bleep]ing the girl.