Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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