Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hurt a fly. We know.

So the nasty dude snatch off into his pocket, right?

I think we're all damn lucky Hilary has a job.

Well, Will, you really knocked them dead the other night, huh?

Because the nasty dude cheated. He had a two-headed coin.

'cause that girl was smoking, man.

I'm just here to make sure he dead

nothing clashes, and you never have to wait for a table.

and the right endorsement could swing it to Dad.

I'm running an honest campaign.

He like begging, he like, Philip Banks, kick my butt.

not in recent memory has someone managed to lose a race...

I just wanna congratulate you on a campaign well fought, sir.

Well, once when I was a kid I zipped my pants up too fast...

Well, coming from you, Carl, that means a lot.

My uncle fights for what he believes in.

The man's idea of sweet talk was:

I mean, did he not shiver when he was cold?

Watch and learn.

/f Banks gets into office, we won't have to hide anymore...

If I could just forget it, just clear my mind for one minute.

He was a judge.

A man is dead here, people.

lest I get too giddy from scrubbing the john.

this city's ours!

What in the he// did you just do with your /ips?