Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah, well, I'm gonna fuck you at the Stephen Hawking exhibit.
It's lambskin foreskin.
Ooh.
I'm gonna take you to a whole 'nother galaxy!
"Oh, nah, I ain't fucking with that bitch."
and she's just a housewife.
Just because you touch a penis doesn't mean you're gay.
Nigga, who you callin' white?
Get outta here!
Where'd you learn to dance?
Kind of turned me on.
Kateesha told me a lot about you.
Ready? One, two, three. Nigga!
What are those? What the fuck are those?
Ah... You...
Got a long drive ahead of me.
You said it was cool.
No, there is... There's no... There's no dick.
so I was mostly raised by my stepdad, Ron.
That got flavor!
Cheese.
Lindsey! You bilingual bitch!
Well...
A hundred jus... I can't even count that far.
You said you're an English major.
Are you asleep already?
We got a regular John Holmes here,
because you don't live here and you don't have a key.
Ow! Stop!
- You not about to "not" me! - Uh-uh...
You. You're a drug addict waiting to happen.
Listen, there's only two things I hate,
Christian, this is crazy. Why do you need to punish me?
Hannah!
"Is you gay, or is you gay as a motherfucker?"
Come on.
Just a little bit drunk.
Next time, I'd put one of those tracker app things on the key
It's just too much to deal with.
I...
You're not gonna shortchange me, Mr. Black.
Three! Mysterio!
I know niggas, grimy niggas who do not value themselves,
Two! Illusion!
Hannah, Christian's Chinese sister, Mai, has come to town,
I mean, unless you don't want me to.
And don't worry about those ingrown hairs on your penis.
You'd be like,
All right, let's try something else. Uh, from the top. Ready. One, two, three.
and you'll get your freedom papers.
What do you want, love letters?
get your knowledge, man, 'cause you got a lot of wisdom.
who need their energy to make sneakers for Nike,
Yes, please. Thank you.
That's terrible, Kateesha.
Are you ready, Ms. Steale?
No.
hurt
Okay.
Wait. Hold up. This nigga comin' back?
They're two totally different relationships!
You look it over, and you negotiate what you're willing to do.
Okay, here's how it goes.
I just want to say I'm sorry for the way I treated you.
I already sold that piece of shit.
of having a normal relationship.
Weeping and slobbering over my vagina like a 9-year-old girl!
I gotta stop binging on Netflix.
Are you kidding me? Cuatro comes after tres.
I got all ashy, like E.T. when he was sick in the river.
I have no idea.
Ron, to be honest with you,
but I was!
No.
Oh, shit! You fucked him, girl! I knew that shit!
Ooh, I never had anyone do that to it before.
Usually in ones, fives, twenties,
I feel better already.
Hence all the whips, chains and freaky sex toys.
God!
I'll fuck you into a different galaxy.
That's The Notebook.
The weight of my Penis Makes my Money to heavy to carry around
- You should come. - I'd be delighted.
All right.
He's been dead for five years!
Fuck the bullshit.
How they gonna see you in the dark, bitch? How they gonna see you?
Okay, great. Time to go, Mom.
Two things. Where's the cup,
Shall we begin, Ms. Steale?
- Is that understood? - Yes.
All right, that's a custom job.
Hannah! Did you just kiss me on my lips?
- Jesse! - Hey.
sanity on this bitch on this bitch
The color of passion.
- It's okay, I'll fuck you later. - Wait. What?