Last night I was in the middle of Bel Air helping Tiff with her broken down car when all of a sudden a SUV filled with GERMANS pulls up.
They ask me in their evil accents, "Do you know where the Fresh Prince House is, duh?"
Me - "Sorry, evil Nazi killing machines I have no idea where it's at"
Germans - "duh, The house in Fresh Prince??, duh"
Me - "yeah I know what you're talking about, I just don't know where it's at."
Germans - "duh, you not watch the television show, Fresh Prince of Bel Air? Will Smith?, duh"
Me - "yeah, I watched it, I just haven't been to the home"
Germans - "duh, you know, but don't know where it's at, duh"
Me - "I've never been there, never really thought about looking for it"
The Germans looked puzzled as if the house is an US national monument. They look at each other and then speed off without saying goodbye. I just shook my head and realized I shouldn't have expected a goodbye. I was messing with...GERMANS!!!
P.S. Speaking of Germans, The German and I are going to see The Watchmen tonight at 10:30!!!! I can't wait.
P.P.S. Last night I watched, "Shall We Kiss?" I liked it. Go watch it!
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