Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hey...
the fuckin' house.
It still doesn't sit right.
He smoked that whitefish since he was in short pants.
What are you doing, you're not ready?
License, registration, and insurance card please.
all the fuckin' luck.
Real Weisenheimer, Now how do you feel?
Would you like to pray with me?
Tony!
We Will See Your Next Rhyme on Pokemon Advanced Challenge!
She has helped me.
Imagine that.
I got a business opportunity over in Newark.
What?
You ever thought of exploring that as a root cause?
You go home.
you don't know who did this?
get him reassigned.
do me a favor.
We'll See Yours Next Rhyme on Pokemon Advanced Challenge!
I'm trying to work here, Artie.
You know, with his change in situation.
Right, yes.
Cocksucker! This is an outrage!
it's like the chariots are goin' through
Motherfucker!
Get in the car!
You gotta come by the office,
White or African-American,
To who, the rent-a-cops?
Yeah, a stupid fuqin bald charto
What am I supposed to think?
No, no, I'm just saying...
Tony, the phone!
What are you talking about?
Get back in the fucking car!
I think we can rustle some up.
Too many fuckin' onions or some shit.
I don't know, what's he look like?
He can get close without arousin' suspicion.
If I still had my hair...
Glad I have your fuckin' approval.
Don't call me anymore!
you're twice as likely to be robbed by a black?
Thank you.
I'm sorry about your uncle.
I'm sure you'll have a good laugh about it the next time you're alone.
God!
Well, what's the matter, you alright?
looking into his case.
I don't know what to say.
Mmmm....
see ya, father.
C'mere, you, let me look at you.
I shall have my revenge."
He's all coughing and shit.
You think your the only one who knows how to swing a baseball bat?
So, you're no longer the scourge of cedar grove?
Lung cancer?
I don't think they're in the basement.
he did a Lee Trevino off a guy's head.
What?
Salt Tax, another client, irs troubles
Huh?
A black guy. Imagine that.
That's great, congratulations.
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He makes me laugh, LOGS7375
You got it.
What, like a restaurant?
Some black guy from the neighborhood.
What is it with you and these power trips?
Tony talked to this marketing-research guy.
Why don't you go grab us some coffee?
Two weeks, I go in for the surgery,
Fuckin' Newark!