Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I just have to go to the bathroom.
♪ Chop, chop, chop
True that. True that. Now, that's true, Granddad.
Uncle Ruckus ran for president and basically almost won.
Tough luck, nigga. We'll call you when we need you.
made this country great.
Can I help you, motherfucker?
You hear me? I don't give a fuck about your chemo!
There he is! Mr. Freeman, look over here!
It'll be like a commune.
Fuckin' sisters right there.
Well, uh... It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Wuncler the Second.
which, I can assure you, is completely real...
Say, do you mind if we store, uh...
For example, let's say I come by unannounced,
Yes, that's right.
That's garbage! Your generation is just lazy, that's all.
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Why do I have to get a job?
I repeat, not... An African-American,
Mornin', nigga.
This Mr. Ruckus is not...
Because the Chinaman uses slave labor, and we don't.
My nigger.
$3 million in debt.
I feel like I know you.