Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And maybe even friends.
- That's right! We bad! - Oh, yeah, we bad!
So, you're the softy in your family?
What a lady.
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Why are you so good at that?
It's a very rare falcon...
Yeah. Shut up, dumb-ass. Okay. Yeah.
Hey. I'm proud of how we did.
and he was speaking Chinese.
- We bad! - We bad! We bad!
Butt-less chaps!
You know, we're getting killed here thanks to your screwing up that last event.
I won the tobacco-spitting contest last year.
- And why is that, Dad? - 'Cause we bad!
Well, at least you're still happy for us.
Red never was much for foreplay.
That was like eight burns in one sentence.
Really, he just left? He didn't call or anything?
Well, Mitch, I hope you're happy.
Let's get the hell out of here.
"Anyway, I should get home to my wife.
You know what? I'm tired. Pull the wagons. Go.