[CureDream4evaMember]

ill make something just name it

Create a novel entitled "How to kill a person with your bare hands."

-blink- what does that have to do with anything?

[AdminKeymaster]

i acted stupid toolet me make my spechwith proper grammaror inproper grammar we are all the sameinside we are not the samebut almost all our hearts are the samebut with us divided we can neversettle our diffrencesbut with harmony comes joyand with joy comes happinessand with happiness we will proceed to the futurewith the futurewe can solve our problemsand we can saywe are the people of the future!

[AdminKeymaster]

Now, this is a story all about howMy life got flipped-turned upside downAnd I'd like to take a minuteJust sit right thereI'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel AirIn west Philadelphia born and raisedOn the playground was where I spent most of my daysChillin' out maxin' relaxin' all coolAnd all shootin some b-ball outside of the schoolWhen a couple of guysWho were up to no goodStartin making trouble in my neighborhoodI got in one little fight and my mom got scaredAnd said 'You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel Air'I begged and pleaded with her day after dayBut she packed my suitcase and send me on my wayShe 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 badDrinking orange juice out of a champagne glass.Is this what the people of Bel-Air Living like?Hmmmmm this might be alright.But wait I hear there're prissy, bourgeois and all thatIs this the type of place that they should send this cool cat?I don't think soI'll see when I get thereI hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-AirWell, the plane landed and when I came outThere was a dude who looked like a cop standing there with my name outI ain't trying to get arrested yetI just got hereI sprang with the quickness like lightning, disappearedI whistled for a cab and when it came nearThe license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirrorIf anything I can say that this cab was rareBut I thought 'Nah forget it' - 'Yo homes to Bel Air'I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later'I looked at my kingdomI was finally thereTo sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air

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[YoshipatrolMember]

well i have a writing gift so expect something good. ^^

It was good, in my opinion.

thanx. if you liked that you should see some of the writing class peices i've done. i even came close to having a poem published. XD but that is completely off topic so uh don't make a big deal about that please.

I called it I think I'm just a good judge of character... Maybe I has a gift!!! YAYZ! *dances again*Funny thing, beofre the 1000th post thing, I hadn't really danced at all for anything, now I've done it twice in a day.

[AdminKeymaster]

Now, this is a story all about howMy life got flipped-turned upside downAnd I'd like to take a minuteJust sit right thereI'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel AirIn west Philadelphia born and raisedOn the playground was where I spent most of my daysChillin' out maxin' relaxin' all coolAnd all shootin some b-ball outside of the schoolWhen a couple of guysWho were up to no goodStartin making trouble in my neighborhoodI got in one little fight and my mom got scaredAnd said 'You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel Air'I begged and pleaded with her day after dayBut she packed my suitcase and send me on my wayShe 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 badDrinking orange juice out of a champagne glass.Is this what the people of Bel-Air Living like?Hmmmmm this might be alright.But wait I hear there're prissy, bourgeois and all thatIs this the type of place that they should send this cool cat?I don't think soI'll see when I get thereI hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-AirWell, the plane landed and when I came outThere was a dude who looked like a cop standing there with my name outI ain't trying to get arrested yetI just got hereI sprang with the quickness like lightning, disappearedI whistled for a cab and when it came nearThe license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirrorIf anything I can say that this cab was rareBut I thought 'Nah forget it' - 'Yo homes to Bel Air'I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later'I looked at my kingdomI was finally thereTo sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air

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hey my spech

[CureDream4evaMember]

well i have a writing gift so expect something good. ^^

It was good, in my opinion.

thanx. if you liked that you should see some of the writing class peices i've done. i even came close to having a poem published. XD but that is completely off topic so uh don't make a big deal about that please.

I called it I think I'm just a good judge of character... Maybe I has a gift!!! YAYZ! *dances again*Funny thing, beofre the 1000th post thing, I hadn't really danced at all for anything, now I've done it twice in a day.

nicee one. XD i don't do much to celebrate. but really i've showed some of my writing peices to my friends at school and they liked it. ^^

[YoshipatrolMember]

Now, this is a story all about howMy life got flipped-turned upside downAnd I'd like to take a minuteJust sit right thereI'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel AirIn west Philadelphia born and raisedOn the playground was where I spent most of my daysChillin' out maxin' relaxin' all coolAnd all shootin some b-ball outside of the schoolWhen a couple of guysWho were up to no goodStartin making trouble in my neighborhoodI got in one little fight and my mom got scaredAnd said 'You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel Air'I begged and pleaded with her day after dayBut she packed my suitcase and send me on my wayShe 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 badDrinking orange juice out of a champagne glass.Is this what the people of Bel-Air Living like?Hmmmmm this might be alright.But wait I hear there're prissy, bourgeois and all thatIs this the type of place that they should send this cool cat?I don't think soI'll see when I get thereI hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-AirWell, the plane landed and when I came outThere was a dude who looked like a cop standing there with my name outI ain't trying to get arrested yetI just got hereI sprang with the quickness like lightning, disappearedI whistled for a cab and when it came nearThe license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirrorIf anything I can say that this cab was rareBut I thought 'Nah forget it' - 'Yo homes to Bel Air'I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later'I looked at my kingdomI was finally thereTo sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air

Fix'd

Bolded part, most people have never heard, italicized part, I've never heard. Thats not part of the Fresh Prince theme song is it? Is that the song itself rather thant hte theme is what I mean.

[AdminKeymaster]

Now, this is a story all about howMy life got flipped-turned upside downAnd I'd like to take a minuteJust sit right thereI'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel AirIn west Philadelphia born and raisedOn the playground was where I spent most of my daysChillin' out maxin' relaxin' all coolAnd all shootin some b-ball outside of the schoolWhen a couple of guysWho were up to no goodStartin making trouble in my neighborhoodI got in one little fight and my mom got scaredAnd said 'You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel Air'I begged and pleaded with her day after dayBut she packed my suitcase and send me on my wayShe 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 badDrinking orange juice out of a champagne glass.Is this what the people of Bel-Air Living like?Hmmmmm this might be alright.But wait I hear there're prissy, bourgeois and all thatIs this the type of place that they should send this cool cat?I don't think soI'll see when I get thereI hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-AirWell, the plane landed and when I came outThere was a dude who looked like a cop standing there with my name outI ain't trying to get arrested yetI just got hereI sprang with the quickness like lightning, disappearedI whistled for a cab and when it came nearThe license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirrorIf anything I can say that this cab was rareBut I thought 'Nah forget it' - 'Yo homes to Bel Air'I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later'I looked at my kingdomI was finally thereTo sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air

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hey my spech

I fixed it so it didn't fail so hardkthx

[CureDream4evaMember]

-blink- o…k then. in the mean time i better get to work on more designs.

[AdminKeymaster]

Now, this is a story all about howMy life got flipped-turned upside downAnd I'd like to take a minuteJust sit right thereI'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel AirIn west Philadelphia born and raisedOn the playground was where I spent most of my daysChillin' out maxin' relaxin' all coolAnd all shootin some b-ball outside of the schoolWhen a couple of guysWho were up to no goodStartin making trouble in my neighborhoodI got in one little fight and my mom got scaredAnd said 'You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel Air'I begged and pleaded with her day after dayBut she packed my suitcase and send me on my wayShe 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 badDrinking orange juice out of a champagne glass.Is this what the people of Bel-Air Living like?Hmmmmm this might be alright.But wait I hear there're prissy, bourgeois and all thatIs this the type of place that they should send this cool cat?I don't think soI'll see when I get thereI hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-AirWell, the plane landed and when I came outThere was a dude who looked like a cop standing there with my name outI ain't trying to get arrested yetI just got hereI sprang with the quickness like lightning, disappearedI whistled for a cab and when it came nearThe license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirrorIf anything I can say that this cab was rareBut I thought 'Nah forget it' - 'Yo homes to Bel Air'I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later'I looked at my kingdomI was finally thereTo sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air

Fix'd

Bolded part, most people have never heard, italicized part, I've never heard. Thats not part of the Fresh Prince theme song is it? Is that the song itself rather thant hte theme is what I mean.

Part of the theme song was cut down. This is the full version of the theme.

[AdminKeymaster]

it was good to me

[CureDream4evaMember]

okay what does that whole thing have to do with anything?

[tdogMember]

it was good to me

Key Words:To you.To 90% of veiwers:Fail.

[AdminKeymaster]

it was good to me

Your views on what is "Good" is generally known as "fail" to everyone else.

[AdminKeymaster]

your mean! im ten dudes and dude tdog were not bros anymore!!!

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