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    The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air

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    Back in the 90's, Will Smith was the star and lead singer for the theme song in a 90's sitcom depicting the fictional setting of niggers in the high life. While the show itself was as unfunny as every other sitcom ever, the theme song was converted into an exploitable copypasta (usually wincest with a olderer sister) going - and right around the climax of said story, interject with my mom got scared, and said, "You're movin' 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, holmes to Bel-Air!" I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8 and I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo homes smell ya later!" Looked at my kingdom I was finally there, to sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air.

    Unsurprisingly, this got /b/'s attention and they proceeded to exploit the ever-loving shit out of it, evolving into a 4chan /b/ meme depicting other situations that brought to mind the show's tune that would never leave your head. Everyone started using it.

    Versions

    [-+]Original

    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 shootin some b-ball outside of the school
    When a couple of guys
    Who were up to no good
    Startin making trouble in my neighborhood
    I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
    And 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 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 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 that
    Is this the type of place that they should 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 can say that this cab was rare
    But I thought 'Nah forget it' - 'Yo homes to Bel Air'

    I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8
    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

    [-+]Verbose

    This is an anecdote explaining the manner in which my way of life was rotated along a Y axis until it reached a position roughly 180 degrees from that which it started. If I could have 60 seconds of your time, simply place your posterior in the selected location, and I will relate to you the details of how I was made the male monarch of the district of the City of Los Angeles, California located at coordinates 34.08333 -118.44778.

    In the western region of the “City of Brotherly Love” known as Philadelphia, my mother expelled me from her womb and indeed that is also where I spent my childhood, in my mother’s care. The majority of my time was spent in a recreational area containing such diversions as a jungle gym, swing set, sand box, etc. I was typically at the height of leisure while frequently at a temperature slightly below what might be considered standard room temperature. Outside of my educational institution I was engaging in a game of basketball with some of my peers, when two gentlemen who seemed to be of the disposition to cause a great deal of mischief began causing a great deal of chaos and disharmony in the area in which I lived. I was involved in one rather small bout of fisticuffs after which my mother became concerned for my general safety and well-being, and she informed me that I would be moving in with her sister and her sister’s husband in the previously mentioned community located at the previously mentioned location.

    I implored my mother to relent approximately 24-48 hours ago, yet she gathered my belongings in a somewhat flat, rectangular shaped piece of luggage and expelled me from her presence. She placed her lips upon my cheek in an affectionate manner and handed me a pre-purchased pass for public transportation. I placed the headphones for my personal music system into my ears and verbalized the idea that I may as well impact this situation with my foot. Traveling in the highest available level of comfort, this is indeed an unfortunate situation (although I make this statement with some irony). Consuming the juices obtained by the squeezing of the fruit of a Citrus sinensis from a piece of glass stemware commonly reserved for the sipping of sparkling wine originating from the Champagne region of France, I pause to wonder if this is indeed how the residents of the admittedly upper-class neighborhood located at the previously mentioned location commonly live. Indeed, I find this situation may be rather to my enjoyment.

    I puckered my lips and exhaled forcefully to produce a shrill note in order to gain the attention of a taxicab driver, and as the driver approached I observed his California vanity plate which, in place of the traditional jumble of alpha-numeric characters, used only the letters F, R, E, S, and H, spelling out the word “fresh”. Additionally, from his rear view mirror dangled a pair of over-sized, fur-covered cubes decorated to look like the six-sided dice commonly used in gambling and board games. In such a situation I could have made a statement about the unusualness of this particular taxicab to the point of it being nearly unique. Instead I cognitively decided against it and instead informed the driver that he should deliver me to what was to become my new home in the community located at the previously mentioned location.

    We pulled up to a large domicile sometime between the hours of 7 and 8 o’clock a.m., and in a loud tone of voice I informed the cab driver that at some undetermined point in the future I would again detect his odour through my sense of olfaction. I gazed about the region of land that I was destined to rule, reflecting on my arrival: Here I would claim my rightful place upon the throne, from which I would govern the previously mentioned community of Bel-Air as monarch.

    [-+]riA-leB

    In Bel-Air, California, born and raised
    At the country club is where I spent most of my days.
    Having a lark, relaxing all day
    Driving some balls right down the fairway

    When a band of ruffians, believing they had impunity
    Started making trouble in my community
    I got in one mere tussle and it gave my mom the willies,
    She said "You're moving to your aunt and your uncle in West Philly."

    I hired a limo, and as it drew near
    The license plate said "DAPPER" and it had dice in the mirror.
    I could only deduce that this limousine was quite frilly,
    But I paid it no mind and directed the driver, "To West Philly!"

    I arrived at the house at 7:34
    And gave a generous tip to my kindly chauffeur
    Looked upon my new residence, the weather was chilly
    But I knew that I was now the Dapper Lad of West Philly

    [-+]Laptop Rager

    Now, this is a story all about how
    Our lives got flipped-turned upside down
    And I liked to take a minute
    Just sit right there
    I'll tell you how we became the ragers of a forum called CB

    In west Gaia born and raised
    On the internet was where we spent most of our days
    Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool
    And all trollin some noobs outside of the forums
    When a couple of guys
    Who were up to no good
    Started making trouble in our neighborhood
    We got in one little fight and Lanzer got scared
    He said 'You're movin' with your kind in the CB'

    We begged and pleaded with him day after day
    But he packed our inventory's and send us on our way
    He gave us a kiss and then he gave us our ticket.
    We put our ZONY Discman on and said, 'We 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 CB living like?
    Hmmmmm this might be alright.

    But wait we hear they're pissy, bitches all that
    Is CB the type of place they send these ragein cats?
    We don't think so
    We'll see when we get there
    We hope they're prepared for the ragers of CB

    Well, the plane landed and when we came out
    There was a dude who looked like a mod standing there with our names out
    We ain't trying to get banned
    We just got here
    We sprang with the quickness like lightning, disappeared

    We whistled for a cab and when it came near
    The license plate said 'STFU' and it had animu in the mirror
    If anything we can say this cab is rare
    But we thought 'Now forget it' - 'Yo homes to CB'

    We pulled up to the forums about 9 or 10
    And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes GTFO'
    We looked at our kingdom
    We were finally there
    To settle our throne as the Rager's of CB

    [-+]Maple Story

    Now, this is a story all about how
    My life got flipped to 2D
    And I'd like to take a minute
    Just sit right there
    I'll tell you about the fagland, straight from me.

    In west Amherst born and raised
    Maple Island I spent most of my days
    Jumping out attacking relaxing all cool
    Shooting some snails outside of school
    When a couple of sins
    Who were up to no good
    Startin making KS'in in my neighborhood
    I got in one little fight and my family tree got scared
    They said 'Go get a job advancement.'

    I begged mesos day after day
    But she lost The Game
    She gave NX and sent me on my way.
    I put my walkman on and said, 'I might as well kick it, except I can't since I'm a beginner.'.

    No class, yo this is bad
    Drinking orange potion out of a champagne glass.
    Is this what the people of Henesys Living like?
    Hmmmmm this might be alright.

    But wait I hear there're furfags, KSers and that
    Is this the type of place that they should send this noob?
    I think so
    I'll see when I get there
    I hope they're prepared for the Noblesse of Henesys

    Well, the plane landed and when I came out
    There was a dude who looked like a GM standing there with my name out
    I ain't trying to get ban yet
    I just got here
    I sprang with the quickness like the noob haste, disappeared

    I whistled for a cab but it didn't come near
    The license plate said "Beginners get 90% off" and it had dice in the mirror
    If anything I can say that this cab was an NPC
    But I thought 'Nah screw it' - 'Yo to Henny'

    I pulled up to FM at 7 or 8
    And I yelled to the cabbie 'MESOS PLZ?!?!?!?!'
    I looked at my room
    I was finally there
    To sit on my ass as a Maplefag

    [-+]Pedobear

    This is the story all about how
    my life got flip turned upside down
    So if you take a moment and sit right there
    I tell you how I became the meme called pedobear.

    In west Neverland born and raised
    Stalking the playground is how I spent most of my days
    Checking out max relaxing all cool
    Playing with my balls outside of the school
    When a couple of kids who were looking real good
    Didn't check the offender registry in their neighborhood.
    I touched one little kid and her mom got scared and said, "I'm calling the FBI on you sick pedobears"

    So I whistled for a van but when it came near
    the license plate said chan and there was a party in the rear
    If anything I could say this van was a snare
    But I thought, "Nah forget it, you can't catch a running bear"

    I pulled out of the girl, who was seven or eight
    and I yelled to the moralfags, "Yo homos, sage you later"
    Looking at her crotch I got there before the hair
    She can sit on my bone cause I'm the Pedobear.

    [-+]Yu-Gi-Oh

    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 down, James;
    I'll tell you how I became the undisputed King of Card Games.

    In northeastern Africa, born and raised;
    in the palace was where I spent most of my days
    chilling out max and relaxin' all the while,
    or playing some card games right beside the Nile.
    When a couple of guys who were up to no good,
    starting making trouble in my neighborhood!
    I got in one little fight and the gods got scared;
    they said "You're moving in with Yugi and his Grandpa downstairs!"

    I wound up in Japan and things were less clear;
    like I couldn't kill folks for losing card games here!
    If anything, I could say that this place is lame;
    but I thought, "Nah forget it I'll play some card games!"

    I bought card game booster packs, seven or eight;
    and I yelled at the old man "Yo, Homes, smell ya later!"
    Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there
    to sit on my throne with my ridiculous hair!

    [-+]Rape-Air

    I am a 28 year old male, whom is still girlfriend free, if you ladies are interested. Throughout my whole life, I was bullied and teased for my weight and my strange demeanor. In my quest for a boyfriend-free girl, it appears to be futile in that even when I was advertising myself as a caring, nice man, women flocked to the more masculine types. Sorry, I got carried away, I'm just in an emotional dilemma, for I was raped by not just one black man, but seven. Yes, seven, seven of which raped me with much bestial fervor. I was in west Philadelphia at the time, at my childhood playground, playing a game of auto-basketball by myself as I usually would every Sunday. Night was coming, and I practiced frivolously to improve my basketball prowess. As I made my last free throw shot, several of those hooligans entered the court; I was not aware of the events that would proceed. They said to me, if I can recall it accurately, "YO WHITE BOY, YOU GONNA GET RAPED!!!!" I was startled, yet steadfast. I had rights to this public domain, and no African American was going to keep me from exercising that right!!!! However, I would find that my rights were not the only things violated, but also my body; my forbearance was my demise. I would not appease to the minorities demands, and, as if time stood still, the buckle holding my suspenders was unhooked. I buffered to the door, simultaneously calling for help, but only to be replied with a miserly old woman's heckling. Why was I chosen by fate, no, by God to be the victim of such a crime? I looked into her callous eyes, which taunted me. Suddenly, four words escaped from her lips, "You gonna get raped..." The shadow she casts bore remarkable similarities to the devil, then I looked at the reflection in her spectacles. I saw the sweat running down my face, my bloodshot eyes filled with tears, the seven beast subjugating me, my fate. My cries of help were only meant with the heckling of that wretched geezer, who's visage resembles that of Madea, and the breathing of the seven. They took off my suspenders, tore through my limited edition Capt. Kirk replica uniform, and bounded me with rope. They raped me and my dignity that day, and I'll never forget the heckling of that wretched witch and those barbarians.

    [-+]Pirate

    Now here be a tale, all about how me life got flipped, turned upside-down, And I'd like to take a minute, So just sit right there, I'll tell you how I became the pirate of a port called Bel-Air. In West Philadelphia, born and raised, On the shipyard is where I spent most of me days Chillin out, maxin', relaxin' all cool, And all shootin some cannons outside of the galleon When a couple of Brits, who were up to some good, Started shippin' gold in me neighborhood, I got in one little battle and me captain got scared He said 'You're movin with your first mate and cabin boy in Bel-Air!' I whistled for a dingy and when it came near The side said 'S.S. Fresh' And it had dice in the mast! If anything I could say that this dingy was rare But I thought 'Yarr, forget it - Yo, mate to Bel-Air!' I pulled up to the port about seven or eight, I yelled to the captain 'Yo mate, smell thee later!' Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there To sit on me throne as the pirate of Bel-Air!

    [-+]WW2

    In Western Europe born and raised, At the theater room where I spent most of my days, Planning plotting and acting all cool, Shooting some traitors to instill loyalty true, When a couple of Allies were up to no good, Started running forces through our neck of the woods, We lost a couple of little fights and my generals got scared, They said "You're moving with your cabinet to the bunkers down there"

    I waited for my escort and when they came near, The jeeps had troops and guns in the rear, If anything I thought this protection was rare, But I said "Nah forget it, yo home to down there!"

    I pulled up to the elevator at about seven or eight, And yelled to the guys "Yo troops, your medals come later" I looked at my bunker, I was finally there, To settle my defeat as I breathed in stale air.

    [-+]Evangelion

    Now this is the story all about how All life got flipped, turned upside down I'd like to take a minute for what it's worth I'll tell you how I became queen of the death and rebirth

    In Nerv's lab born and raised Experiments are how I spent most of my days Being cloned, synchronizing, piloting, all cool And all taking a dip in Nerv's indoor pool

    When a couple of Angels who were taller than a tree Started making trouble in Tokyo-dash-three I got in one little injury and Gendo got scared and said "We're gonna send Shinji Ikari out there!"

    [Next verses are only on the full version, which was played only in the first three episodes of season one of "Shin Seki Fresh Queen of Death and Rebirth"]

    We fought in many battles through many days But Shinji pussed out and he went off on his way He went to the train and he displayed his ticket He put his walkman on and said "I should have been hit!"

    Then he comes back, yo what a fag! Just because of Misato, that stupid hag Is this what the second children ought to act like? Hmmm, this ain't quite right!

    But wait, I hear the Seele, compilation and all that Is that the kind of end in store for this cool cat? I don't think so, nor does the third I hope they're prepared for the death and rebirth

    Well, I was cloned again and when I came out There was dude looked like an Angel standing there with my name out I ain't the same as you, Kaworu, the fifth child So I knew that things were about to get wild

    I whistled for Gendo and when he came near His hand was labeled "ADAM" and I pulled it in here I fused and grew huge, quite an increase in girth But I said "Aww forget it, time for death and rebirth!"

    I pulled up to the lab around seven or eight And I yelled to the people "Yo homes, here is Rei!" But I took Shinji and sent him back to earth And so now I'm the queen of the death and rebirth

    [-+]Jesus

    Now, this is a story all about how My body got nailed up to a cross And I liked to take a minute heres how begins I'll tell you how I died for all your mortal sins

    In west Bethlehem I was born and raised In Nazareth was where I spent most of my days Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool And all makin some wood cups, wowin' some fools When a couple of Romans Who were up to no good Said I wasnt behavin; in the way that I should I had one last supper and my men drank wine I said eat my body drink my blood and Ill be fine

    I was nailed to a cross and when death came nearer The light shown brightly and I saw a little clearer If anything I could say that the roman wins But I thought now forget it, Ill die for your sins

    They. pulled. me to my grave about seven or eight And I rose from my tomb yo, home smell you later Looked at my kingdom I was finally there To settle in heaven and listen to prayer

    [-+]Obituary

    Actor/Musician Will Smith, Dead At 37 Monday, December 26th, 2012 Posted: 4:42 PM EST (16:42 GMT)
    Philadelphia, Pennsylvania (AP) -- Will Smith, the famous actor and musican, has died late Sunday night in his home town of Philadelphia.

    Smith, 37, was killed in a car accident late in the evening. Smith was stuck by a taxi cab while speaking with his wife Jada Pinkett Smith, the cab was speeding and came onto the sidewalk striking Smith and throwing him face first against the windshield. Smith was killed instantly.

    One eyewitness who will remain nameless stated "The last thing he saw was the dice on the mirror".

    "This is a long sad day for us." Wayne Phillips Philadelphia chief of police said.

    Will Smith was the second of four children of Caroline and Willard Smith Sr. He grew up in middle class West Philadelphia and got the nickname 'Prince' because of the way he could charm his way out of trouble. Pursuing music, he met Jeff Townes at a party and they soon began performing together as DJ Jazzy Jeff and the Fresh Prince. After his music sales stated to slide Will began an acting career on the hit TV Show "The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air. Will basically played himself; a street-smart West Philly kid transplanted to Beverly Hills. The series lasted 6 years. During that time, he ventured into movies where the critics took note of him. In 1996 he had a huge hit with the Blockbuster Independence Day where he played the alien-battling Marine Corps Captain Steven Hiller.

    The accident was a hit and run and the perpetrator is still at large. According to eyewitnesses the license plate on the vehicle said "FRESH"

    Phillips said "It's a really sad moment for us."

    [-+]Feels thread version

    Now, this is a story all about how
    I got that feel when no gf
    And I liked to take a minute
    Just sit right there
    I'll tell you how I became friendzoned by a girl who made me care

    In west Feeladelphia 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 girls
    Who were looking real good
    Moved straight into my neighborhood
    I started talking to the busty one with blonde hair
    She cried 'Anon you're the only one that actually cares!'

    I tried out some moves and when the time came near
    I asked her to be my gf and she called me a queer
    I thought I should just rape her right there
    But then i thought "No I wouldn't dare!"

    I pulled up to my house about 7 or 8
    And I yelled to the sky 'No this isn't fair!'
    I looked at my pillow
    There was a tear
    I cry at the sight of that shade blonde hair

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