Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- We went on... - The most violent...

- All right now. - I'm out.

Hey Boss, He ain’t working!

Lucky seven! My man! Let it ride!

That's it.. Man's taken enough of a beating.

I'm gonna get back to that game in a little while.

She give you that scar on your face too?

- Claude ain't out! - Claude has died, God!

You can’t drive!!

Conjugal visits are for married prisoners only...

You must mean Can't Get Right.

What does that say about me?

Don’t Be Scurred!

I could stab a nigger right now.

Come on, fellas.

Now we want some pie. We are hungry.

- Eyes front, mister. - Everybody doing that.

I'm gonna whup your ass. Don't even say 'watch.'

...all the drivers know about Ray's Boom-Boom Room.

What are you doing? I wouldn't do that.

I had done gave up on raises

I can't get no money?

Isn't that what you want?

Hey Boss! She ain’t working!

- You said you put in a good word for us. - I did.

Let me see that map.

I want you to see this. Check this out.

Because you are The

That's a mighty fine Jakobi Myers you get there! How much?

You will eat only what you can grow.

I want every man in this camp on the line right now!

Are you kiddin'? Tell me you don't want one of these pies right here.

Your daddy must have been a wise man.

Jangle Leg, put it right to him.

You step outside the gunline you will be shot

Satchmo was there and nearly blew the roof off.

- You about to make me fall. - Hold still, don't say nothin'.

Since we're talkin', I thought I'd mention it.

What the fuck is going on?

Yall are here to work not get her number john!

Meanwhile down south..

That go for you and any other of you motherfukkin Crocodile mouth motherfukkas in this bitch You fukk around with South Carolina and Georgia, it's gon be consequences and repercussions, it'll be a blood bath y'all won't forget and nigga that's on my mama

Hey, man, that's good news. Come on. You're goin' home.

- You got some steak sauce? - Boy, get us some Worcestershire sauce.

Right there. Take yourself right there, find your ass a bunk.

You know I hate this part, it's too hard for me.

Make me have to loop this shit. I ain't loopin' shit!

I drew it 'cause you wouldn't come unless I had a map.

You lookin' all sharp. Good to see colored folks doin' good.

Emmanuel “Manny” Birthday Celebration April 15th 7pm Dress to Impress

“It exists in yo mind”

- Now look at your ass out here bleeding. - Hey!

HEY, GURL YOU GON EAT YO CORNBREAD HAPPY BIRTHDAY NIECYPOO. I LOVE YOU

A night in the hole?

Goldmouth, somebody's gotta watch the door.

I won't tell you how to run your business...

Nobody tried to escape?

Forty years. Yeah, something like that.

I'm not in the mood for your fucked-up plans.

You're dealin' with a total lack of talent.

This ain't over, nigger. I don't give a fuck what he say.

Almost 60 years old, motherfucker can't read.

...your 'metacalogical' assessments!

We get the games on the radio sometimes.

This is Hopping Bob

Y'all Betta Take The Biden Vaccine Or Hoppin' Jimmie A Shoot The Black Off Yo Ass

I met this girl.

That might have been one of those retard mistakes.

Who'd he steal it from?

Man, you are incredible. Tell you what. Here's $2.

We went to high school. How you doin'?

I know an old bitch named Dellah that hits harder than you

That's it The man's taken enough of a beating

This is F/Sgt Pickle Get back to work!

Don't stand there! Run!

Don't shut me out. You, me, the map... we can go places.

So it don't exist?

- What? - We don't need no fences here at Camp 8.

Hey, watch... Shit. I almost got stung by a bee.

Hey Boss...They ain't workin!

- That's just like fresh water. - Hey, my little girl.

It wasn't Santa Claus. He was just wearing the suit and ringing a bell.

Man over the line!

- He's new, so we don't wanna... - Don't try to hurt the man.

No I'm Afraid Not..Hey U.S. Govt.

You tell Melvin to think about me. Just concentrate on me.

That sign on the door...

Get back to work.

You ain't got a license, ain't drove in 40 years.

- I ain't gonna be ironing. - Maybe I ought to eat your corn bread.

Cause I’m a nasty mother fucker

HEY BOSS HE SIN’T WORKIN

Go, go, you! Run!

...and be halfway to New York right now.

New York. New York.

Bucky who is the real daddy?

in honor of you being the boss

You got any money, Claude?

He's a square. He didn't know who he was fucking with.

That's the only thing my daddy ever give me.

Im not drivin no 35 miles to get no pie

You know who the daddy of that chocolated baby is?

Look like it's up to you, ass-sniffer.

And you were right. You said the only way we gonna get outta here...

I don't think they come in much stronger than that, sir.

- They don't make 'em like that anymore. - I'll bet they don't.

Play hard, Can't Get Right!