Once again I have absolutley no intentions to offend anybody, but yet
to laugh at myself.  *WARNING!* The following contains language NOT
suitable for children and may offend some. 


Mo' Da Lion King - shot on laction in da Gheto
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Zazu:  One day, ya two iz goin' ta be married!
Simba: Shiiiit man. Ah can't marry her. She's muh homie
Nala:  Jaa. It'd be too weird.             
Zazu: Well, sorry ta burst yo' bubble, but ya two haters
gots nahh choice. It's uh dang going back generations.
Simba: Well, when ah'm king, dat'll be da first thin' ta jet.
Zazu: Not so long as ah'm 'round, and shit

---Lader in life, Simba and Nala have a few pre-marital disagree-ences

Nala: Everything's destroyed. Dere's nahh chickn n` corn bread
      'n doritos. nahh water. Simba, if ya don' do somethin' soon,      
brothas will starve.

Simba: Ah can't jet back.

Nala: Why?

Simba: ya wouldn't dig'.

Nala: What wouldn't ah dig'?

Simba: Nahh, nahh, nahh. It don' matter baby. Wessss-siide. 

Nala: Nigga Wha?!

Simba: Wesss-siiide. It's somethin' ah learnt out here. Peep,
       sometimes shit happens...

Nala: Simba!

Simba: ...an' dere's nuttin' ya can do 'bout
       it. So why trip?

Nala: Cuz it's yo' responsobilidy!

Simba: Ya left.

Nala: Ah left ta find he`p! An' ah seeked ya. Don' ya dig'? Ya're
      our only brotha.

Simba: Damn.

Nala: What be happened ta ya? ya're not da Simba ah
      knows. 

Simba: Ya're crafty. Ah'm not. Now iz ya done?

Nala: Nahh, just dis-apointed.

Simba: Ya starting to bitch like muh ma fuckin' fader.

Nala: Pimp-tight. At least one o' us do.


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I live in the city, and often find myself talking like this, so I am not
attempting to put anyone down.  Just a spot of fun - nothing more.
-Caji- *runs quickly into her burrow*