I've decided that I'm leaving TSC. Why? Several reasons. First off, I'm getting irritated with constantly being put down in the chatroom. It's like everyone there thinks that the only things I can say are "no u", "fu", etc. Second, it's getting quite boring fixing stuff that breaks all the time. So, I've decided to move with my auntie and uncle in Bel-Air. I begged and pleaded with her the other day, but she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way. She gave me a kissin' and 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 livin' like, hmm this might be alright! I whistled for a cab and when it came near, the license plate said "fresh" and had a dice in the mirror. If anything I could say that this cab was rare, but I thought now forget it, yo home to Bel-Air. I pulled up to a house about seven or eight, and I yelled to the cabby "yo, home smell you later." Looked at my kingdom I was finally there to settle my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air.
