Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

They got gambling, girls.
I'm from New York City, goddamn it.
There's no way to make up for 40 years.
Oh, yard boy, happy birthday!
Your hand nice and supple, like a lady.
I ain't said nothin' about the Jell-O.
What you think?
That's good.
Not over no PC, man.
I'm a man, and I called you soft.
You shouldn't have run numbers on Spanky's side of Broadway.
Hold up one second...
Don't be scared of the ball.
Maybe you haven't noticed, but this is a prison.
My pills. Thank you.
Whatever you done, I'm not impressed.
We'll find another establishment down the road.
- Ray. - I don't want no Jell-O.
Norfolk! Spartans! Get your sorry asses over here!
- So, what were they, bootleggers? - Something like that.
You goin' back to the farm now? Pick your tomatoes?
White-only pies.
We'll see who go to sleep.
- Do I smell French? - That's it.
...I think I'm gonna just take the choirboy.
- Big city boy. - Well, that's too bad.
I didn't go to night school to dig no ditch.
Don’t be Scurred!
Shit. Fuckin' release papers, sittin' over here lookin' sad.
You are crazy. Your mama gonna be happy when you get home.
Show me that grandboy!
What you lookin' at, Ray?
And in case you haven't met this handsome young fella...
Y'all bring the dogs with me! Come on!
I'll take one.
That way, when he set the infirmary on fire...
Eyes front mister
Tell Corona bout the lysol spray if she don't respect the gunline boss Oh yeah the gunline
That girl got gams...
I
How do we get home without money?
- What you sittin' around lookin' all sad for? - What am I gonna do out there?
They'll know by how I walk, I ain't from around here.
The liquor was ours.
You run afoul of Bob, you run afoul of me.
That's my boy.
I know an old bitch named Dellah hit harder than you
Dark skin niggaz be at work like Boss he ain't working snitching ass niggaz
And I raise you ten.
...never come out of the bathroom.
And getting out took on a whole new meaning.
This ain't my daddy's watch
What in the world?
NO JORDANS,CROCS, UGGS OR DESIGNERS OUT HERE IN THIS FIELD
Forty years.
Steak Taste like Butter!!!!!’
- Yes, I know you. What is your name? - Claude Banks.
The bill? Of course, the bill.
Why ain't that pick Swingin
Jalen just ‘Can’t Get Right!
Friends of yours, old-timer?
Boss she ain’t working
I know the Bitch in here somewhere. They bet me down to my socks
...share my wisdom, but do they listen?
Negro leagues, actually.
I think we can make it.
Ray provided the moonshine...
What's your problem, sittin' around lookin' all sad and shit?
Happy birthday!
Leaving Jacam
Take the dogs around the house!
Let the boy have a swing.
The man said he was gonna put in a good word. Explain yourself.
He was dead. Looks like murder.
...like the back of my goddamn hand.
Get up underneath that motherfucker. Do your thing!
That's it. The Tide has taken enough of a beating.
Oh yard boy
...thinkin' what my life could've been if I never bumped into you.
No. These are whites-only pies.
I know it's 1932.
It's a perfect plan. We're out.
...but it sure wasn't the last.
Stan Blocker, a scout for the nigger leagues.
Fuck the Money I lost my watch
Every time you start talkin', I almost fall...
My daddy watch
- How did it start? - Probably old wires.
Fuck You, Uncle Kyle! -Hackelm.
I don't wanna hear a sound. Got some fresh meat for ya.
Can’t Get Right
EYES FRONT, MISTER!
That's what I'm talking about!
- Does this mean I'm in? - Nah, you'd probably slow me down.
As a man think it, so shall he get.
- Thank you. - All right.
And you, Slick, don't try to run, don't try to escape.
Thank you.
Can't get right ftw
Gulag Story Time KY…hearing it for thousandth time
*Me talking to Soul about CHARGERS*
At least pick somebody who can watch your back.
- Him? - He can't be worse than the rest.
35 miles Of D
If you let him have it, you'll be ironing his drawers.
Rick Be Like.... Oh Yard Boy.
- Right here. - Melvin Banks, Esquire, Attorney at Law.
Welcome Cam Newton! To the sit your ass down room!
My account balance: +$1400
Press the wrong button, nigger pop.
Boss he ain't working
Run! Go! Just haul ass!
Let's leave him here to sleep it off.
$1200 Stimulus Check...
What's goin' on here?
Why do you think they call him Jangle Leg?
No está trabajando Jefe Eddie
Jeff to the boss….
I feel lucky tonight, too.
Up to you ass sniffer
I never met this man before tonight.
We gonna knock that shit right off the team!
I've seen it all before.
Thats your cornbread...fuck him
- Come on, son. - We love you, boy.
This ain't the way you treat somebody.
That's quite a haul.
That's it. I'd sure like to see that place when you get it all up and runnin'.
You still got that map?
You one of them soft motherfuckers.
Welcome Texans fans To the sitcho ass down room
Been to Guitar Center? On JW Clay? Man I damn near lived at the Guitar Center
Hey Boss He Aint Workin
- Well, do you have any Negro pies? - Claude, come on.
You've been on the farm for quite a spell, haven't you?
kimberley waltham and sharon whiteman. kimberley provost and frances whiteman.
If you push my button, there's no telling what I may do...
My goodness.
Get up!
...I can get there in two or three days, if somebody helps me with the driving.
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When Dillard found out that Claude was a baseball man...