Walter and Thurgood in “A Race to His Credit”

Are you actually tryin' to sell your mail?

Where some men see a stack of phone bills, I see a classy set of coasters.

You know, it says here you've been pre-approved for the African-American Express credit card.

Credit card? Me? Ain't no one in the projects with plastic. Except for Muriel and her vibrating therapeutic back massager.