Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Yeah, that must have been so cathartic for you.
- Wait, wait, wait. Is that a triple negative?
The casino's cutting wages, exploiting workers,
You're 34.
Uh-- [chuckles]
But I've grown.
And P'Shawnathan is short for nothing.
- [laughs] - [groans]
- Yeah, of course. - Yeah?
- * No, I never heard them at all *
- No pimples. Mmm.
As a matter of fact, they gonna go back to the way they was.
- [laughs]
- That's right, Mr. Locker Room himself.
Dish nigga, he don't know how to lishen.
[barking]
Which, you know what that means.
- Mm-hmm. - Although it would be nice.
- He is just a person! [all shouting]
and then going back to their jobs.
Ouchie. My pussy go wah-wah."
And I don't want to have to kill a man.
- No. - Let's go.
- Langston. - Mm-mm-mm.
I guess felt close, but that could be me.
- Yo. - Whoa.
["Peggy Lee's "Till There Was You"]
a big prank, and if it is, I'll scream--
to boycott the Diamondback Palace casino
- Chris, what the fuck are you doing?
- Everybody went apeshit. They lost their minds.
- Bubble, bubble. That's right.
He would love to write "Trans-Atlantic Slave Trade"
Up top. Mm. - No!
[crowd cheers]
Everybody get mad! Let's protest, niggas!
Oh, where am I going?
Then it's gonna go, what, to the cocktail servers,
And I love my girlfriend.
You goddamn baboon!
I'm not married, and I actually have a girlfriend,
[chuckles] - Fair.
Have you ever had ponzu sauce? - Wait a minute.
Unfortunately, I'm keeping my pussy out of this one.
It's Chris P. Henson.
who got 'em for you?
- And sometimes, when it comes to Black people,
No, sir, you know, cause every time
- Why would you slap me?