Guess whether it's true or not?

Now, this is a story all about how
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I liked 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 shootin 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 suite case and send 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 orang 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 Bel-Air the type of place they 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 uh 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 lightening, 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 can say this cab is rare
But I thought 'Now forget it' - 'Yo homes to Bel Air'
I pulled up to the house about seven or eight
And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo, homes smell ya later'
I looked at my kingdom
I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air
 
I used to work in a post office in Milton Keynes and Emma Stone came in to post a parcel. She asked me if it's possible to do a first class post. I said of course and asked her if she'd like a first class date. She said sure, why not. So I wined and dined her at the Dorchester hotel. We dated for about 6 months until I bumped into Margot Robbie who was struggling to change a tyre on her car. I asked her if she needed any help and she said oh thank you, that would be great. So I changed her tyre and then asked her if she'd like me to drive her to lunch at the Savoy and she agreed. We've been together ever since. She's reading this thread now with me.
 
I didn't have a corner sofa, so I made one out of two regular sofas. With hindsight I would not recommend this as being the most elegant or cost effective solution.
 
I went to the OcUK shop, adapted boxing stance, then nicked all of their RTX cards. Then I listed them all on an auction site for 1p each (incl. p&p) for the scalpers to have a bit of fun.
 
I once made a spam post in a spam thread and my post count went up by one!

True and cool story, bro.
 
I once had a giant poo, I'm talking about something the size of a super can of coca cola and yet when I stood up there was absolutely nothing there.
 
hope you checked your bum for used rubber.

NVM now you haver something in common with the Titanic

"You are both full of dead seamen"
 
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