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8/2/2016 7:35:28 AM
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I have no friends and my mom kicked me out of the house.
It's time to start a new chapter in my life. I'm moving somewhere else...
Now this is a story all about how
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I'd like to take a minute
Just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel-Air
In west Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground was where I spent most of my days
Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool
And all shooting some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys who were up to no good
Started making trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
She said, "You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air."
I begged and pleaded with her day after day
But she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way
She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket.
I put my Walkman on and said, "I might as well kick it."
First class, yo, this is bad
Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass.
Is this what the people of Bel-Air living like?
Hmm, this might be alright.
But wait I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that
Is this the type of place that they just send this cool cat?
I don't think so
I'll see when I get there
I hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-Air
Well, the plane landed and when I came out
There was a dude who looked like a cop standing there with my name out
I ain't trying to get arrested yet
I just got here
I sprang with the quickness like lightning, disappeared
I whistled for a cab and when it came near
The license plate said "Fresh" and it had dice in the mirror
If anything I could say that this cab was rare
But I thought, "Nah, forget it."
– "Yo, home to Bel-Air."
I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo home smell ya later."
I looked at my kingdom
I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air
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1 ReplyEdited by name-not-needed: 8/3/2016 5:22:09 PM0/10. You need to lure them out with an actual story and end with bel-air [spoiler]Searching for a name for myself[/spoiler]
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Edited by Lord Headass: 8/3/2016 8:30:04 PMGod this is awful. No transition or anything might as well just post the bel air part and b8 with that. 0/100 absolutely awful
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I knew you would end with Bel-air but you used it at the start. 0/8
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Bad b8 m8
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>Expected quality Bel Air post >Was disappoint You have to try harder than that OP. IGN rates 0/8, would cringe again.
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You have to put the story in a spoiler, and actually put more than a sentence ahead of it.
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*triggered*
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0/8 You didn't even try.
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Did you know Fresh Prince of Bel Air... He's actually dead.. He died in the "School Fight"... And is now in Purgatory learning to be a better person before he can move on. Lines like "Pleading with his Mom to stay" Was him fighting to stay alive for a few days in hospital. Thanks for bringing up this sad tragic story, way to ruin my day.
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Looked for tldr at start Got fresh prince Leaves satisfied
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2 RepliesThat was pretty weak not gonna lie
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>When you expected a Prince of Bel-Air joke and OP delivered Godspeed, you magnificent bastard.
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Get good
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>expected bel air joke >left happy
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Edited by Silent: 8/2/2016 8:33:27 AMI don't know how to respond to this... So here's dancing Kirby. <(*o*<) v(*o*v) (v*o*)v (>*o*)> (v*o*)v v(*o*v) <(*o*<) v(*o*v) (v*o*)v (>*o*)> (v*o*)v v(*o*v) <(*o*<) v(*o*v) (v*o*)v (>*o*)> (v*o*)v v(*o*v) <(*o*<) v(*o*v) (v*o*)v (>*o*)> (v*o*)v v(*o*v) <(*o*<) v(*o*v) (v*o*)v (>*o*)> (v*o*)v <(*o*<) v(*o*v) (v*o*)v (>*o*)> (v*o*) v(*o*v)
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1 Reply0/10 You barely even tried op
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Gr8 b8 m8 8/8
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At least you didn't make me waste five minutes of my life
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... Ok (•-• )
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Op is triangle
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Bad b8 m8 i r8 0/8
