Talk:Jordan van Klinken/@comment-4684154-20111216230715

IN west Philimapia, born and raised, on the MAP is where I spent most of my day. Chilling out, mapping, relaxing all cool, shooting some maps outside the school. When a couple of maps, they were up to no good! Starting mapping trouble in my neighbourhood (check a map to find it). I got in one little fight and my Map got scared and said: "You're moving with your Map and Uncle in Bel-lair. I whistle for a map and when it came near, the license plate said "Map" and their was a map in the mirror! If anything, I could say that this map was weird, but I thought, "Nah forget it-- Yo home to Bel-lair!" I pull UP to a map about 7 or 8 and I yell to the cabby: "Go home! Map you later!" Looked at my map, and I was finally there... To sit on my throne like the prince of Map.