Title: Valgfritt

Text: 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 seven or eight, and I yelled to the cabby "Yo, Holmes, smell ya later." Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there. To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air. Hver avsnitt vil være en test.

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