Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Fine. Okay, here we go.

Whoa. Are you okay?

Stop cracking his back.

all over my body, you pervert. Yeah, man.

Come on, Rishi! ♪ Uh-huh, uh-huh

Wait, what are you talking about?

and let me soak up some of these righteous rhymes.

♪ so you best wear your thong ♪

so why don't you just skedaddle on out

'Sup? I'm Mike, his son,

lets me come up for air.

Wait, it's cool. I got drawers on.

Are you kidding me? Come on.

Doctor, doctor.

Come on. She's a hot dish.

You're stressed out. Your brother's here.

are often fraught.

It's like if Oscar Meyer's son was a vegetarian.

before you pursue this rap stuff?

I don't see much of anyone since my son put me in this dump.

If I don't dance with this exquisite creature immediately,

Sometimes, they don't take those hunger game checks seriously,

I'm gonna-- I feel sick.

that I feel safe right now.

(All) Oh! Yeah.

Yep, just calm down.

in the Otisville production of Dreamgirls.

But the new year is a chance

Yeah, it's not a murderer. It's just my little brother.