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 THOUGH "NAH, FORGET IT." - "YO HOME, TO BEL-AIR!"
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The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air
Comédie(DISCLAIMER: none of this writing is mine or my ideas, I just added different punctuation and such. All Rights to the Original Owners; DJ Jazzy Jeff and Will Smith) NOW, THIS IS A STORY ALL ABOUT HOW MY LIFE GOT FLIPPED-TURNED UPSIDE DOWN. AND I'D...
