Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, yeah. Good paper.
Don't talk to my husband like that.
Hey, look at these posters!
He don't know doo-doo about voodoo.
so I pushed the boy out of the wheelchair,
(SIGHS)
Hmm...
(ALL EXCLAIMING)
It dries up like a raisin in the sun.
and I wanted everybody to see it, so I faked a fire alarm.
It says here buildings can be purchased
(CLEARS THROAT)
Everyone sold their new possessions.
Liquor store, gun shop.
(MUMMY MOANING)
Go, Thurgood, King of Porno.
How we doing?
Wait. It's a second show!
Thurgood, this is his hovel, and we are his guests.
Here comes bunny cat!
THURGOOD: That ain't cotton candy, boy.
Saturday night. (SIGHS)
Where's the zombie?
Hello. Is this thing on?
You should be ashamed of yourselves!
if you would just let me please explain,
Mmm-hmm.
and we turned it into a porno theater.
You really should come to bed.
This neighborhood sure has gone downhill.
Ah.
A rundown, dirty old building?
You made us large, sugar daddy.