Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm gonna fuck up that bitch's lnstagram account.

Put some clothes on. How could you do it?

Quiet as a cat. Ryan, we gotta go right now.

To the bar! All right! I'm ready to ride.

Mmm-mmm. Okay, that storyjust put me into menopause.

See, that's not the kind of man-hours

I got ball sprays.

Turnt up, turnt up, turnt up!

Thanks, Julian. That's what all the boys say.

No, I don't do camel toe.

Plus, I can't invent scandal.

Well, I'm gonna take this under-utilized tool,

That motherfucker is crazy for that shit.

Yes. All right.

Snitches get stitches. Oh, shit!

Where's your hope? This is you choosing,

Yeah, I just said...

I'm just saying that I'm their guest, you're my guest.

The flossy posse is back!

So I'm asking you to please be nice.

And the flossy posse was there to witness.

now, she got her whole taco in the dude's face.

Lisa, that's sweet, but I'm not like you.

What is that? You've never grapefruited?

It was unbelievable!

Oh, okay, thank you! Thanks so much!

Bethany Marshall, the head of marketing from best mart, thought so,

I love you. I love you, too.

Uh... The Roosevelt?

In love with you. I'm in love with you.

Oh! And let me get a cherry coke.

I got drugs in my Booty.

No, Dina, come on. Obviously, I was very upset,

I just hope she kicked his cheating ass out

I'm the last person to judge you, but...

Yes. I'm just, you know, working on my craft.

It’s Chlamydia y’all, that shit can be cured!

L just found out. I'm pregnant.

And not once did you apologize!

Ooh! Now, Sasha, that's not fair and you know it.

a great job of pretending so many times before.

Just a minute ago, she was chasing them off,

For real, though! Mmm.

YARN Back in the house!

- Lisa! - All right, sista.

Well, considering we don't know where your mouth has been, it can't hurt.

Come with me to the bathroom, please.

Please! I see you and stew pop up on my feed

Betrayal, anger, heartache.

He's a busy man.

You know what? Have it!

you get a grapefruit, right? Okay.

But we're some grown-ass women now, and we got shit to do.

Liz, it'll be fine, I promise.

thinking that you're spying on them, that's all.

Honey! Honey! Whoa! Somebody got turnt.

and fucking random dick every week!

that you can trash my name and reputation

But you wasn't acting like it.

Girl, you killing it!

He knew that was my go-gurt.

Hey, auntie ry-ry!

You ever been fucked by a ghost?

You know what? You guys shouldn't be in the grass.

Come on, y'all!

I'll crash with the guys in the band.

Wait a minute! Hold up, stop!

are descending on the Crescent city

You make a right, right here. No, actually, make a left.

Sasha, I want you to be my partner.

Girl, you so pretty!

I feel like that one star was hella generous.

Diminishing me?

You trying to go to jail? Because you need a permit for all that.

Bath time, homework time, snack time.

What the fuck? Look like a bedazzler threw up on that thing.

Thank you, boo. Thank you.

You know what I do every morning?

Because either you don't know,

You're upset, I shouldn't be throwing things in a "place of work."

Stewart, there is a reporter out there who is a big football fan.

Yeah. Yeah, it happens.

Daily penetration is medicinal.

Go find Snorlax! No, you go find Snorlax!

and tagged his dick skin until it fried like bacon.

on these biggie smalls up on my chest,

You can get your mouth off my husband's dick!

That's fantastic.

I'm good, I don't have a gag reflex.

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Ryan Pierce, this year's essence keynote speaker

Like a nice little tunnel.

Never doubt a boss.

because he accidentally stole your lunch...

I want it, give it to me.

Yes! Thank you!

and you oan't hold up your end of the bargain, let alone your pants!

Sing yourself, y'all!

Come on now. You're a fierce sexualgoddess.

Lam powerful, I am beautiful.

of Ryan Pierce's husband, Stewart,

On the blog, and bounce like that?

Youngladyu. Sasha!

That's some white boy shit right there.

Bye, mama! Oh, my goodness!

smoke signals, whatever you do, I don't give a shit!

Well, that's not necessary, Dina, really, honestly.

Please, I wanna be rough because you've been a bad boy!

Well, ladies, stew and I talked today,

yes beryl bloxierette? what do you want? i want to do some bluntering in bunker bay.

Act accordingly.

that being disrespected is better than being alone.

Look at that right there.

Girl, you can't get no infection in your bootyhole!

We'll wait for you downstairs.

This picture was taken last night.

In fact, my life is all kinds of screwed up.

Okay, five days.

You got this, Ryan.

You know what? It's better if it's improvised, anyway.

Who's ready for a refill?

Now men will fuck almost anything, but not you in that outfit.

Jesus loves me, too.

I just want our titties to have a future.