Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You are not renting shit. You are not welcome in this store.

- What a piece of shit that guy is. - Yeah, he's a real piece of shit, yeah.

You guys agree about something! Look at you two--

The skin tone is a... is a... a good match.

- Slam the door on his face. - See you, bozo.

- They made me feel self-conscious. - Did they?

No, no, no, no.

I want him to be my best friend, yo.

- I can't keep up. - God, Dee, we got it.

- Yeah, yeah. - Wait, wait. Please.

Okay, and then I get my convenience store

And if the Indians knew how to sign shit,

Uh, could I have your attention, please? I'd like to say something, yeah.

Y-You haven't see 'em in a while. Did you do something?

Settle... Take it easy, all right?

- The Pilgrims. They came out on top. - I don't know about that, Frank.

Oh, um... Hey, hey.

You want to pack some beef?

I think it's coming from your room, dude.

What are you... How is it our fault? What are you talking about?

Guys, look, I know we've had our differences in the past.

- What do you live in, a barn? - Have a seat, Hwang.

What kind of meat is that, Charlie?

and Hwang won't fix it until this guy pays the rent.

- Is it... Was it your fault? - Oh. I have a horrible drug problem.

We own the store. We bought this bitch.

Okay, well... they're extremely salty, but-but good. That's a start.

I feel like we're just creating more beef.

Blew the shit out of his car.

Everybody stop clapping. All right, Liam,

It's not badass! I have no depth perception!

It's not badass! I jave no depth perception!

Oh, yeah, absolutely, man. Thundergun, hoagies

I told him that his kids wanted to see him for Thanksgiving,