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Created on 2006-10-19 01:39:32 (#11419706), last updated 2009-11-19

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Name:doctor nk
Website:Kalifisk}{in construction
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I shall tell you a tale, of, in short, how my life was rotated one-hundred and eighty degrees clockwise. Now, I would greatly appreciate if you rested yourself upon that chair for an insignificant amount of time, I will tell you the story of how I became the son of a king of a small village that the locals gave the name of Bel-Air.

In the west of the great city Philadelphia, my mother gave birth to me and cared for me until I was elderly enough to do things for myself. I could often be found at the recreational parks, near the building where children learn basic things, throwing orange balls into a hole of equal diameter. Suddenly, several grown black men, who were causing mishaps all around my area of living, came over to me. We fought an epic battle that lasted several hours, but in the end they were victorius. My mother was quite shocked and frightened, and as I looked on in horror, she exclaimed to me that I was packing up my worldly possesions, some of which meant quite alot to me, and I would move in with my fathers sister, and her husband, in another town named "Bel-Air".

I signaled the universal sign to a taxi driver who stopped quickly to take me to where I desired. When the car approached, the metal plate on the front of it that identified all cars had the inscription "FRESH". Two fuzzy cubes were dangling from strings strung over the smoked glass reflector above the driver. To say the least, I thought this whole ordeal to be very uncommon, but I dismissed the thought and asked the driver to take me to the village of "Bel-Air".

We arrived several days later, as a trip from the western part of Philadelphia across the country to Bel-Air in the middle of California was quite over a thousand miles. As we entered the small road leading to the house, I checked the time. It was about Seven o'clock or Eight o'clock, I couldnt recall what my watch read. I exclaimed to the taxi driver, who was Mexican and quite putrid, to return to his area of living and take a shower. I regarded my new venue with disbelief; I decided right then and there that I was the Prince of this entire city. I had at last arrived! I went up to the door, and knocked, thinking that inside there would be a grand chair of epic proportions, perfectly crafted to suit my bosom. I was the Prince of Bel-Air.

Doctor Edgeworth !mMm.waU7LI
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