>>702536423 The Imperial Forces -- under orders from cruel BOB SAGGET -- hold JOHN LEMONS hostage, in their efforts to quell the rebellion against the Galactic Empire. PUKE FLY and EMAN NOLO, captain of the RED BIRD, work together with the companionable droid duo DROID BLOKE and TALL GUY to rescue the beautiful princess, help the Rebel Alliance, and restore freedom and justice to the Galaxy.
>Once there was an Anon. >He was walking down a dirt road with endless grassy fields on either side. >He wasn't sure where he was going, but he kept walking anyway. >He couldn't even remember when he started walking. >It's all he ever knew. >One day, he came upon a wall built right on the path. >Anon looked up and down, then left and right at the massive barrier. >This wall spanned for miles and miles, and was at least 10 feet high! >He thought of turning back, and looked behind him. >He thought of the hundreds (or maybe thousands?) of miles he'd traveled. >Maybe he should go back?
> i once weilded a huge sword > wasnt magical or special > just stupidly large > > ever since i pulled out the sword from a small riverbed ive been having severe bedhair cases > several weeks pass and i stop trying to put my hair down anymore > i just let it go everywhere > let it grow > a lot > ankle hair and it still sticks everywhere what the fuck > some girl asks to touch my hair > "thatll be tree fiddy" > goddam lesh nesh monsh u trick again
>He felt defeated, and sat down. >"Well," he thought, "maybe if I just wait a while, this wall will crumble and fall apart." >So he waited. >And waited. >And waited some more. >After a few days, he was getting very unhappy with staying in the same place. >He decided to walk along the wall for a while. >He walked for only 10 minutes before he found another path, blocked by the same wall. >A man sat down against the wall, crying. >Anon asked the man, "Why are you crying?"
>The man looked up at anon, and said desperately though his tears, "Oh, I've been sitting at this wall for years and I don't know what to do!" >Anon decided then and there he didn't want to end up like this man. >Anon gave him some kind words, then went back to his own path. >He tried to climb the wall, and failed. >He tried to jump the wall, and failed. >He tried to punch the wall, and he hurt his fingers! >He threw back his head in anger and stomped his feet. >"How can I get past this wall?!" >He was so angry, he ran over to the grass and started tearing it out.
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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