Passage #89: 16 March 2011
Fresh Prince of Somewhere
There are few things more aggravating for an up-and-coming sovereign than geographically confused cyclists. When one is chillin' out, maxin', relaxin' all cool, sippin' one's daiquiri right beside the pool, the last thing one needs is a bunch of bike riders straying far from where they should, zig-zagging all about one's fancy neighborhood. They should have gated this place off; now the poodle's getting scared. Someone ought to set them right. Where do they think this is, Bel Air?
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