Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm gonna bring you to big boy court.

who can prove beyond a reasonable doubt

- Aw, yeah. - What?

How about we settle out of court?

You know what? We're gonna see you in court, man.

You heard Tez. Waymond's snitching tomorrow.

That was not our fault.

- Oh, we're gonna get pounded. - Maybe, like,

Defense calls Waymond Womano.

Oh, [Bleep], this is bad.

but took a one-and-a-half in my pants on the elevator.

Smell, like, a little like something's burning?

If I may, I'm gonna stand.

The only thing y'all gonna be eating is ass salad.

to Tez's summer blowout special.

two pictures for $5, so...

- Whoo! - You got it!

Yeah, now we're gonna go to prison for perjury.

His American Idol hairdo, your norse-ness.

Eat a bunch of hamburgers right now and get fat?

- Yep. - Welcome, gentlemen,

Guys, I applied to law school.

Did you see Monteezy work his magic?

That's affirmative. There's something...

We got a big-time lawyer coming through.

"Justice." Right?

We told you not to bring the spaghetti.

- Sold! - Okay!

I am a lawyer. And with this kind of damage,

and a suitcase full of your clothes.

- Sure, yeah, of course. - Oh, damn!

But we back tomorrow, and Waymond is pissed.

and I never got to Eiffel Tower a chick with one of you guys.

but you guys are bitches.