I was in my old house. It was completely empty, with nothing but the walls and stuff.
I saw my brother in the kitchen. I went to talk to him, and suddenly he got real mad. We argued for a while. I don't remember what it was about, though.
Suddenly, he grabbed a knife that randomly appeared and cut my throat.
My mom then walked in and got real scared, she said "You're moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air." 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 cabby, "Yo holmes smell ya later!" Looked at my kingdom I was finally there To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air.
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