Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

She's been in jail. She's gonna stay in jail.

No, you ain't from where I'm from!

Oh, shit. We gotta do it, man.

You ain't never gonna be shit. You know what?

Yeah, he's a little nervous.

- Oh, okay. Okay, cool. - So, yeah.

- At first? - Let her make the first move.

and you've offered

Yes, Chris! Yes!

You're selling it.

Come on, come on, come on. Get up. Get up.

Some mango or whatever.

- Looks good. - What's your name again?

Thanks for doing the movie, buddy.

- ...before this car blows up. - It's your fault.

Maybe if your dick...

That's insane. I've seen her flip barbecue ribs.

I'll ask one of these fellow Americans

to my best friend, Bud Malone.

do this shit, man. We gotta take the car back.

Hey, that's an apple I'd like to juice. Right?

I will turn around and punch you

Yeah, yeah. Okay.

I'm washing cars

You sitting up here lying to me in my face?

All right, goose bumps or whatever.

So if you've ever been in love,

The rest of us have kids.

- to look at that shit. - It's your fault.

"Where do I stay at?" I stay in the Avenues, man.

Um, here, uh, have a juice. On the house.

You fucking a man.

You know how crazy Trina is. She gonna fucking kill us.

- No. - Please!

Sir, I salute you.

That's Maria. Holy shit.

Just tell him how you feel.

- That ain't. - Your name ain't Craig?

- Yeah. - Thank you, man.

- Okay, I'll see you. - Mix it up.

You letting me in?

He's a human being.

Where do you stay at?

I don't quite know the words to use right now.

You know, the best chefs in the world use their hands.

Hey. I'm Chris Carey, nice to meet you.

No. You said someone escaped?

Hey, I need you to leave.

See you later, pal.

And you haven't helped her at all?

you know, across the Middle East.

Wow, New York! The Big Apple.

But God damn it, I'm not scared of you.

and you be like, "Okay, now sexually..."

Got the number and the name

Have a good one.

- Okay. - Wow, let's do it.

Wesley Snipes don't make music, man.

- Nice to meet ya. - Nice to meet ya, man.

I didn't want you to be no punk, man.

Five-second rule, right?

to be able to see you again.

Still got that gorilla cum taste in my mouth.

Oh, I like the Silverback.

Ow! Why are our dicks in a Chinese finger trap?

Whoo! We did it!

Yeah. Are you normally pretty busy?

Going to New York!

You talking to my girl?

I wouldn't put my dick connected to your dick.

Holy shit. I'm sorry.

Oh, now, that's Maria.

- You know, "Crazy Chris". - Um...

Man, what's going on to make you say that?

Go get your girl, brother.

Yeah. I'm actually living in New York City.

Bruh, I'm about to do so much. I'm about to do it big now.

- How the hell are you? - Oh, my God, Chris.

Cut this music off.

Aw, that's so sweet.

And why the fuck would I know that?

Y'all driving around in a hot pink car that say "Bad Bitch."

Bud, stop living your life in fear of your sister, man.

All right, sir.

This is my Bad Bitch.

I'm looking for a sugar daddy.

Maria has opened the door

No. Take a walk, sir.

House arrest, smouse arrest.

And if we wait here till the police come, we going to jail.

Get your ass from by me.

and everything's all good? Huh?