Fresh Prince of Bel-Air

Dear Lord/Santa.

For Christmas this year I'd like this thread to be locked/burned/delted/chained and thrown to the deepest bowls of boads land.

In conclusion, this **** makes my eyes bleed little tears, and Jesus, you know what that's like and as my favourite fictional character please grant this wish.

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 friends
When a couple of 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 of Bel-Air
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 of Bel-Air 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” and from his rearview mirror dangled a pair of oversized, 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 cogitatively decided against it and instead informed the driver that he should deliver me to what was to become my new home in the community of Bel-Air
We pulled up to a large domicile sometime between the hours of 7 and 8 o’clock
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 odor through my sense of olfaction
I gazed about the region of land that I was destined to rule, reflecting on my arrival
Where I would claim my rightful place upon the throne, from which I would govern the community of Bel-Air as monarch

I liked the one where a woman married a white man:
"he was so.....tall"
"yes, why's she marrying a...tall man?"

"Am I the only one who noticed he was white?

KingOfFairview wrote: »

Ever see the oen where his Da comes back, but he still dosent love him and at the end when hes walked out on him will rants at Unca Phil and then collapses in his arms and the cameran pans down to a little statue of a black Da hugging his son and theres no end credits cause its too sombre???? Look it up on youtube, ep is called "Papas got a brand new excuse".... its the pinnacle of mankinds achievement

Just watched the whole episode on youtube. Ended up crying my eyes out. Such a blubbering fool haha So many men out there find it so easy to blame the world, blame the mother, blame life and just turn their backs on their kids. It's so sad.

Lands Leaving wrote: »

How we learn from the fresh prince. How we do learn.

I didn't learn that from the Fresh Prince, it just made me think about things....a reminder of how cruel men can be towards their own flesh and blood (and probably women also although I'm sure the amount of absent fathers outweighs the mothers), out of sheer selfishness and ignorance.

Lands Leaving wrote: »

You've just forgotten that that episode thought you to not be so cruel many years ago, clearly you did learn from the fresh prince.

It's my moral compass, a sort of modern day code of ethical behaviour. With dancing and rap.

True - I wish some men I know had watched it though....or at least, if they've seen it, I wish it had the same effect on them as it does me....