One day, it became clear to me that Link was not all that great against the plethora of characters in the roster of Super Smash Bros. Brawl. His skills are comparable to feta cheese when put next to say, the swiss variety of cheeses.
Now, I quite obviously chose Link in a certain match against a friend of mine. As we played a few matches, I proceeded to snatch several victories from him. I noticed a slight sense of boredom, however. At this point, my mother came in and noticed the violent game we were playing. She became a bit mad, and told me "You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air." 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 7 or 8 and I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo homes smell ya later!" I Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there, to sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air.