Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I can't be responsible for you giving up singing.
Hey, I'll leave you my number.
You know what, Robert? Fuck you and everybody
No, you've been too kind.
I didn't mean what I said before.
Yeah, it's just... I think I miss Ruckus.
He's not expecting me, this is kind of a surprise.
* The President's A nigger to me *
His music is responsible
* You're all right with me *
I brought you a present, hope you don't mind.
Oh, look who it is.
There's friends, and good times, beer,
to show you the best day Woodcrest can offer.
Oh, yes, you are. You gotta believe in the music.
* I am the ballot in your box The bullet in the gun *
You got sugar in your boots?
Uncle Ruckus, you're going to Spokenhoke.
Get away from him, Mr. Rebel!
western and racist singer to ever breathe into a microphone.
It's not the big lips
and record an album together.
Steady, Ruckus. Steady.
Uncle Ruckus?
What the hell...? Get outta my way!
Ruckus! Wait a minute!
and close personal friend.
Yes, Toby? I just wanted to say, sir,
that I spend all day just angry at negroes.
Uh, I talked to Uncle Ruckus for a second.
Uh, M-Mr. Rebel, sir?
so I'd prefer to tell him directly.
I do know that Mr. Ruckus, he be very mad at me
What in the fuck?
Well, you probably gave Barack Obama a chance too!
Well, uh, I'm supposed to be a white man.
* Too lazy and shiftless To do for themselves *
Most rednecks are really fucking stupid.
"Keep Them Niggas Outta NASCAR."
* Send the beaners Back down to Mexico *
Well, unfortunately, uh...
Everyone, meet Uncle Ruckus. Heh.
* The president's A nigger to me *
Hell, they even elected one president.