I really like T.S. Eliot.

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Well, I just got home from 3 days of extreme sleeping and napping, no internet or phones or any type of bothersome technology or communication, no work, chillin' out, maxin, relaxin' all cool, playin' some b-ball blah blah blah... (just shootin' around), hardcore rummy, delightful reading, hilarious movies, serious rock and roll, good people who

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[mistermiyagi85]

outside of the school when a couple of guys, who were up to no good, starting making trouble in my neighborhood. i got in one little fight and my mom got scared and 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 had a 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 HOMES, SMELL YA LATER!" i looked at my kingdom i was finally there...to sit on my thrown as the prince of bel-air.

sorry, i had to.

p.s. that was COMPLETELY from memory, i watch it every night on the waiting room tv at my new job (infact it was on an hour ago) and i watched as a kid every chance i could, so yeah...reciting that song's lyrics is kinda like breathing to me now it comes natural.