Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

That encloses Your understanding

Well, ain't this a bitch.

Come on, man, dyin' wish.

Relationships are like people, I guess.

and said some ol' deep shit? Made it-

Oh! You don't remember me.

Yeah, well, things change.

I hate 'em both. Bye.

you'd have your sandals and capris on, brother.

Yeah, whatever.

This must be the famous revolutionary Huey Freeman.

Lordy-Lordy-Lord. Mo, I need help.

I'm not playin' around!

all in my casket.

Because I don't head-butt you in the face

Damn it, Mo. I got this.

but I want you to do me a favor.

Oh, my God. He's not even lookin'. He's incredible.

Mo had to be the best

By which The physician within you

What-? Did you write it down?

You asked her for her phone number once and never called.

So, brother, where your poems at?

Matter of fact, I think it was last week.

Do you know what you gonna say?

You two are just the same. Whoo!