Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Thank you, boo. Thank you.

And the flossy posse was there to witness.

It’s Chlamydia y’all, that shit can be cured!

Jesus loves me, too.

Sing yourself, y'all!

You got this, Ryan.

Oh! And let me get a cherry coke.

Never doubt a boss.

yes beryl bloxierette? what do you want? i want to do some bluntering in bunker bay.

I just want our titties to have a future.

Girl, you so pretty!

Bye, mama! Oh, my goodness!

I'm just saying that I'm their guest, you're my guest.

No, Dina, come on. Obviously, I was very upset,

You trying to go to jail? Because you need a permit for all that.

On the blog, and bounce like that?

Yes. All right.

now, she got her whole taco in the dude's face.

Liz, it'll be fine, I promise.

Bath time, homework time, snack time.

Well, ladies, stew and I talked today,

that being disrespected is better than being alone.

L just found out. I'm pregnant.

that you can trash my name and reputation

Where's your hope? This is you choosing,

Honey! Honey! Whoa! Somebody got turnt.

Now men will fuck almost anything, but not you in that outfit.

Wait a minute! Hold up, stop!

Daily penetration is medicinal.

For real, though! Mmm.

Yes. I'm just, you know, working on my craft.

You know what? It's better if it's improvised, anyway.

You know what? Have it!

Youngladyu. Sasha!

I feel like that one star was hella generous.

Well, I'm gonna take this under-utilized tool,

Yeah, I just said...

I got ball sprays.

a great job of pretending so many times before.

He knew that was my go-gurt.

Ooh! Now, Sasha, that's not fair and you know it.

The flossy posse is back!

Mmm-mmm. Okay, that storyjust put me into menopause.

So I'm asking you to please be nice.

Uh... The Roosevelt?

because he accidentally stole your lunch...

In love with you. I'm in love with you.

You know what? You guys shouldn't be in the grass.

Sasha, I want you to be my partner.

Who's ready for a refill?

I'm good, I don't have a gag reflex.

Go find Snorlax! No, you go find Snorlax!

Stewart, there is a reporter out there who is a big football fan.

This picture was taken last night.

Lam powerful, I am beautiful.

and tagged his dick skin until it fried like bacon.

Look at that right there.

YARN Back in the house!

of all sizes, shades, from all different socio-economic: Backgrounds

I got drugs in my Booty.

Okay, five days.

Well, that's not necessary, Dina, really, honestly.

Oh, okay, thank you! Thanks so much!

But you wasn't acting like it.

Betrayal, anger, heartache.

Diminishing me?

You can get your mouth off my husband's dick!

Like a nice little tunnel.

and you oan't hold up your end of the bargain, let alone your pants!

Lisa, that's sweet, but I'm not like you.

In fact, my life is all kinds of screwed up.

of Ryan Pierce's husband, Stewart,

Yes! Thank you!

That's some white boy shit right there.

Quiet as a cat. Ryan, we gotta go right now.

Thanks, Julian. That's what all the boys say.

But we're some grown-ass women now, and we got shit to do.

It was unbelievable!

Hey, auntie ry-ry!

thinking that you're spying on them, that's all.

Just a minute ago, she was chasing them off,

Ryan Pierce, this year's essence keynote speaker

Snitches get stitches. Oh, shit!

on these biggie smalls up on my chest,

That motherfucker is crazy for that shit.

- Lisa! - All right, sista.

Come on, y'all!

Please! I see you and stew pop up on my feed

and fucking random dick every week!

Please, I wanna be rough because you've been a bad boy!

Come with me to the bathroom, please.

Come on now. You're a fierce sexualgoddess.

No, I don't do camel toe.

are descending on the Crescent city

That's fantastic.

You make a right, right here. No, actually, make a left.

Yeah. Yeah, it happens.

What the fuck? Look like a bedazzler threw up on that thing.

You ever been fucked by a ghost?

I love you. I love you, too.

What is that? You've never grapefruited?

I'm gonna fuck up that bitch's lnstagram account.

He's a busy man.

We'll wait for you downstairs.

Because either you don't know,

See, that's not the kind of man-hours

Plus, I can't invent scandal.

To the bar! All right! I'm ready to ride.

Act accordingly.

Girl, you can't get no infection in your bootyhole!

Bethany Marshall, the head of marketing from best mart, thought so,

you get a grapefruit, right? Okay.

I just hope she kicked his cheating ass out

You know what I do every morning?

And not once did you apologize!

Turnt up, turnt up, turnt up!

You're upset, I shouldn't be throwing things in a "place of work."

I'm the last person to judge you, but...

I want it, give it to me.

I'll crash with the guys in the band.

Girl, you killing it!

smoke signals, whatever you do, I don't give a shit!

Well, considering we don't know where your mouth has been, it can't hurt.

Put some clothes on. How could you do it?