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| pellen | 2006-02-21 19:09 | |
 | Finns det ett ord? Hade J Y A R E _ _ på hand, började fantisera om rekordrulle och fick total blackout. Nu är frågan, hade jag kunnat få till ett ord? | |
| Blue Ztar | 2006-02-21 21:14 | |
 | Nä, men om du kunde kombinera dom med någon bokstav på brädet så kunde du lägga HYRESHAJ eller OLJESYRA. Finns fler ord på 9 och fler bokstäver. Men det verkar alltså inte finnas nåt lätt ord du missade. | |
| Perpersa - Ej medlem längre | 2006-02-22 18:50 | |
 | Jycklare - rätt enkel, men en åtta dock. | |
| pellen | 2006-02-22 18:59 | |
| Det stavas ju med G, precis som Gynnare som annars hade varit lösningen. | |
| Perpersa - Ej medlem längre | 2006-02-22 19:01 | |
| oj :D | |
| erektion - Ej medlem längre | 2009-02-01 01:18 | |
| Now, this is a story all about how My life got flipped-turned upside down And I liked to take a minute Just sit right there I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air In west Philadelphia born and raised On the playground was where I spent most of my days Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool And all shootin some b-ball outside of the school When a couple of guys Who were up to no good Startin making trouble in my neighborhood I got in one little fight and my mom got scared And said 'You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel Air' I begged and pleaded with her day after day But she packed my suitcase and send me on my way She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket. I put my walkman on and said, 'I might as well kick it'. First class, yo this is bad Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass. Is this what the people of Bel-Air Living like? Hmmmmm this might be alright. But wait I hear there're prissy, bourgeois and all that Is this the type of place that they should send this cool cat? I don't think so I'll see when I get there I hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-Air Well, the plane landed and when I came out There was a dude who looked like a cop standing there with my name out I ain't trying to get arrested yet I just got here I sprang with the quickness like lightening, disappeared 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 can say this cab is rare But I thought 'Nah forget it' - 'Yo homes 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 | |
