Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Huey, you handle the dishes.

I hate your kind.

Open the window!

Boy, what is wrong with you?

-soaked in hot sauce,

Call me later, Robert.

This food is your culture.

Never come back.

What did you tell him? What's behind your back?

I own all the businesses on this block.

the slaves' masters wouldn't eat,

Then she dies of a heart attack.

Jobs were lost.

Now apologize to Miss Dubois.

Have a nice day.

Excuse me, brother.

is gonna help, Granddad.

I could sing to the people while they...

your listening pleasure this evening.

Look, I was just wondering

♪ I am the visual The inspiration ♪

-Miss Dubois, your peach cobbler look like throw up. -Boy!

and suddenly you too good for soul food.

I call it Granddad's pork swine delight.

Ah, sí, señor.

♪ That's what I'm talkin' 'bout ♪

or pay for another hour in the bed! Now!

out of trying to crush all of my dreams, Huey?

Luther Vandross is dead.