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MagicRamenIII is not online. MagicRamenIII
Joined: 04 Feb 2016
Total Posts: 143
15 Mar 2016 09:31 AM
Wtf ?

Are we a generation of mentals ?
Who doesn't know cursive ?

That means you literally dropped out of 2nd grade.



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JEX_1337 is not online. JEX_1337
Joined: 27 Feb 2016
Total Posts: 28
15 Mar 2016 09:32 AM
Now, this is a story all about how,
my life got twisted 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 is 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, started makin' trouble in my neighbourhood.
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared,
she 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 suicase and sent 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.
Drinkin' orange juice outta a champagne glass.
Is this what the people of Bel-Air livin' like?
Hmmmmmmm. This might be alright.

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeouis, and all that,

Is Bel-Air the type of place they 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 and was yellin' my name out.
I ain't tryin' to get arrested,
man, I just got here!
I sprang with the quickness, like lightin', disappeared.

I whistled for a cab and when it came near,
the license plate said "Fresh" and had dice in the mirror!
If anything, I could say that this cab was rare,
But I said, "Naw forget it. Yo homes to Bel-Air!"

I pulled up to a house about seven or eight,
and I yelled to the cabby, "Yo homes, smell ya later!"
Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there.
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air.
Now, this is a story all about how,
my life got twisted 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 is 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, started makin' trouble in my neighbourhood.
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared,
she 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 suicase and sent 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.
Drinkin' orange juice outta a champagne glass.
Is this what the people of Bel-Air livin' like?
Hmmmmmmm. This might be alright.

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeouis, and all that,

Is Bel-Air the type of place they 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 and was yellin' my name out.
I ain't tryin' to get arrested,
man, I just got here!
I sprang with the quickness, like lightin', disappeared.

I whistled for a cab and when it came near,
the license plate said "Fresh" and had dice in the mirror!
If anything, I could say that this cab was rare,
But I said, "Naw forget it. Yo homes to Bel-Air!"

I pulled up to a house about seven or eight,
and I yelled to the cabby, "Yo homes, smell ya later!"
Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there.
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air.

Now, this is a story all about how,
my life got twisted 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 is 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, started makin' trouble in my neighbourhood.
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared,
she 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 suicase and sent 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.
Drinkin' orange juice outta a champagne glass.
Is this what the people of Bel-Air livin' like?
Hmmmmmmm. This might be alright.

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeouis, and all that,

Is Bel-Air the type of place they 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 and was yellin' my name out.
I ain't tryin' to get arrested,
man, I just got here!
I sprang with the quickness, like lightin', disappeared.

I whistled for a cab and when it came near,
the license plate said "Fresh" and had dice in the mirror!
If anything, I could say that this cab was rare,
But I said, "Naw forget it. Yo homes to Bel-Air!"

I pulled up to a house about seven or eight,
and I yelled to the cabby, "Yo homes, smell ya later!"
Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there.
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air.

Now, this is a story all about how,
my life got twisted 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 is 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, started makin' trouble in my neighbourhood.
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared,
she 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 suicase and sent 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.
Drinkin' orange juice outta a champagne glass.
Is this what the people of Bel-Air livin' like?
Hmmmmmmm. This might be alright.

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeouis, and all that,

Is Bel-Air the type of place they 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 and was yellin' my name out.
I ain't tryin' to get arrested,
man, I just got here!
I sprang with the quickness, like lightin', disappeared.

I whistled for a cab and when it came near,
the license plate said "Fresh" and had dice in the mirror!
If anything, I could say that this cab was rare,
But I said, "Naw forget it. Yo homes to Bel-Air!"

I pulled up to a house about seven or eight,
and I yelled to the cabby, "Yo homes, smell ya later!"
Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there.
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air.

Now, this is a story all about how,
my life got twisted 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 is 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, started makin' trouble in my neighbourhood.
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared,
she 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 suicase and sent 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.
Drinkin' orange juice outta a champagne glass.
Is this what the people of Bel-Air livin' like?
Hmmmmmmm. This might be alright.

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeouis, and all that,

Is Bel-Air the type of place they 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 and was yellin' my name out.
I ain't tryin' to get arrested,
man, I just got here!
I sprang with the quickness, like lightin', disappeared.

I whistled for a cab and when it came near,
the license plate said "Fresh" and had dice in the mirror!
If anything, I could say that this cab was rare,
But I said, "Naw forget it. Yo homes to Bel-Air!"

I pulled up to a house about seven or eight,
and I yelled to the cabby, "Yo homes, smell ya later!"
Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there.
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air.
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videofindersTV is not online. videofindersTV
Joined: 11 Sep 2011
Total Posts: 9449
15 Mar 2016 09:32 AM
because you literally do not need cursive unless it's for signatures
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pluspower is not online. pluspower
Joined: 21 Jul 2008
Total Posts: 32298
15 Mar 2016 09:32 AM
Actually, I think 2nd grade was the last year we learned cursive. After that, they said "no" and we stopped. I can somewhat make it out when reading it and sign my name when needed, so eh, I suppose I'm good.
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iiAztecWolf is not online. iiAztecWolf
Joined: 15 Jun 2015
Total Posts: 428
15 Mar 2016 09:33 AM
I spent my entire 2nd grade year learning cursive.
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JEX_1337 is not online. JEX_1337
Joined: 27 Feb 2016
Total Posts: 28
15 Mar 2016 09:34 AM
Now, this is a story all about how,
my life got twisted 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 is 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, started makin' trouble in my neighbourhood.
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared,
she 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 suicase and sent 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.
Drinkin' orange juice outta a champagne glass.
Is this what the people of Bel-Air livin' like?
Hmmmmmmm. This might be alright.

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeouis, and all that,

Is Bel-Air the type of place they 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 and was yellin' my name out.
I ain't tryin' to get arrested,
man, I just got here!
I sprang with the quickness, like lightin', disappeared.

I whistled for a cab and when it came near,
the license plate said "Fresh" and had dice in the mirror!
If anything, I could say that this cab was rare,
But I said, "Naw forget it. Yo homes to Bel-Air!"

I pulled up to a house about seven or eight,
and I yelled to the cabby, "Yo homes, smell ya later!"
Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there.
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air.
Now, this is a story all about how,
my life got twisted 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 is 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, started makin' trouble in my neighbourhood.
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared,
she 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 suicase and sent 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.
Drinkin' orange juice outta a champagne glass.
Is this what the people of Bel-Air livin' like?
Hmmmmmmm. This might be alright.

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeouis, and all that,

Is Bel-Air the type of place they 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 and was yellin' my name out.
I ain't tryin' to get arrested,
man, I just got here!
I sprang with the quickness, like lightin', disappeared.

I whistled for a cab and when it came near,
the license plate said "Fresh" and had dice in the mirror!
If anything, I could say that this cab was rare,
But I said, "Naw forget it. Yo homes to Bel-Air!"

I pulled up to a house about seven or eight,
and I yelled to the cabby, "Yo homes, smell ya later!"
Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there.
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air.

Now, this is a story all about how,
my life got twisted 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 is 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, started makin' trouble in my neighbourhood.
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared,
she 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 suicase and sent 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.
Drinkin' orange juice outta a champagne glass.
Is this what the people of Bel-Air livin' like?
Hmmmmmmm. This might be alright.

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeouis, and all that,

Is Bel-Air the type of place they 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 and was yellin' my name out.
I ain't tryin' to get arrested,
man, I just got here!
I sprang with the quickness, like lightin', disappeared.

I whistled for a cab and when it came near,
the license plate said "Fresh" and had dice in the mirror!
If anything, I could say that this cab was rare,
But I said, "Naw forget it. Yo homes to Bel-Air!"

I pulled up to a house about seven or eight,
and I yelled to the cabby, "Yo homes, smell ya later!"
Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there.
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air.

Now, this is a story all about how,
my life got twisted 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 is 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, started makin' trouble in my neighbourhood.
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared,
she 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 suicase and sent 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.
Drinkin' orange juice outta a champagne glass.
Is this what the people of Bel-Air livin' like?
Hmmmmmmm. This might be alright.

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeouis, and all that,

Is Bel-Air the type of place they 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 and was yellin' my name out.
I ain't tryin' to get arrested,
man, I just got here!
I sprang with the quickness, like lightin', disappeared.

I whistled for a cab and when it came near,
the license plate said "Fresh" and had dice in the mirror!
If anything, I could say that this cab was rare,
But I said, "Naw forget it. Yo homes to Bel-Air!"

I pulled up to a house about seven or eight,
and I yelled to the cabby, "Yo homes, smell ya later!"
Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there.
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air.

Now, this is a story all about how,
my life got twisted 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 is 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, started makin' trouble in my neighbourhood.
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared,
she 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 suicase and sent 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.
Drinkin' orange juice outta a champagne glass.
Is this what the people of Bel-Air livin' like?
Hmmmmmmm. This might be alright.

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeouis, and all that,

Is Bel-Air the type of place they 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 and was yellin' my name out.
I ain't tryin' to get arrested,
man, I just got here!
I sprang with the quickness, like lightin', disappeared.

I whistled for a cab and when it came near,
the license plate said "Fresh" and had dice in the mirror!
If anything, I could say that this cab was rare,
But I said, "Naw forget it. Yo homes to Bel-Air!"

I pulled up to a house about seven or eight,
and I yelled to the cabby, "Yo homes, smell ya later!"
Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there.
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air.
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