Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Her poops probably comes out like little marble cakes.
You hear what I'm saying? I'm trying to fuck the bitch
Unlike you.
I didn't think she was gon'--
I knew you were there last night.
Was Nina making you lift stuff?
- I'ma fucking kill you, bitch.
- I can't believe you didn't help me.
Come on. You're Chris Henson.
- So our relationship is not serious?
- Because everybody's looking at us.
- Get your hands off me!
But if there's no daddy sauce in that dildo,
Y'all better come get this Caillou cocoa-bean-headed-ass
- Oh.
I'm gonna go grab one of Diane's
- Sam, I know you here.
- Look, I don't know what to tell y'all, okay?
- Alright. - Let's go.
I'm still, like, processing that Nina's a bad dude.
- Right. Like, if I buy a girl a turtle,
do you think that the sperm bank works like a regular bank?
- Ooh, I do like Raisinets.
- Hey, look, bruh.
If it's not your juice,
- Oh!
Ain't nothing wrong with a side pussy.
[clicks tongue] I feel like Future.
I didn't think it was gonna be--
from your bad decisions, okay?
- I don't know why you fucked up.
* You know I see you *
I mean, come on. You gotta--
- What? - It was either
- Chris, we got it.
- Pretty much.
- Where the fly boys at? - I need to find them.
[sobs] - Oh. Ooh.
- He shouldn't.
- Sam's scared to handle her own business,
Hey, I also make omelets. Hold that.
- Great. So as you know,
- I didn't lie to you. - You did.