Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Robert, you'll be fine.
Let me see. Let me see.
* The story that just begun *
that you came all the way out here,
Why don't you just sign your retirement benefits over to her?
to the safety of you, the people in this house...
Yes, that sure is amazing
and I just put an actual letter in the mail.
Ruckus, you were wrong.
Where she at? Do we need to sneak out the back?
Facebook hari-kari.
Bravo, bravo, bravo.
A black woman's body is the Temple of Doom.
Or maybe she went for the inexpensive male prostitutes.
Well, it's a very serious terminal illness.
And really the entire neighborhood.
I just... I feel so old.
is a savage, Africanized,
Robert? Uh.
and she got debt up to her wide nostrils.
You ain't never seen it because black women don't jog,
It comes with the service, nigga,
playing-drums female.
Ebony, don't listen to him, he's a douchebag.
She obviously went there to get away from me.
Yes, that is a very impressive set of prepared responses.
I don't know what came over me.
Like that bat-shit crazy Carlita,
until you're sure she's safe. Never mind.
Patterson's disease? I've never heard of it.
Oh, my God, look at that.
It's settled then. I'm going to Malaysia.
from piss and shit and nasty-ass farts