The Fresh Prince of Grove Street (season 3)

EPYSODE ONE:
"loc my fathour has been killed by the san fierro rifa" "i-i'm so sorry" "WE MUST STORM THE RIFA'S STRONGHOLD AND AVENGE MY BROUTHOUR" Loc nods in agreement. "where should we begin" "well any good plan needs to be written on 4x8 notecards but i am fresh out of 4x8 notecards" "on it" Loc hops into his Super GT and drives out to Staples. "hello how may i" "yo do you have any 4x8 notecards" "we do; they are right there in aisle 8 just past the dungeon of infinite torment" "okay thanks" Loc briskly walks through The Dungeon of Infinite Torment, where all his worst fears are made manifest. He heads to the end of the aisle and grabs a couple of packs of 4x8 notecards, just to be safe. Loc then briskly walks back through The Dungeon of Infinite Torment, where a million tortured souls cry out at once for Loc to end their suffering. Loc strolls up to the counter and purchases the 4x8 notecards, then heads on his way back to Fyllour's house.

EPYSODE TWO:
"loc i just realised the biggest flaw in our plan" "oh no" "as you know, i am a heavy smokour and i need to find a suitable ashtray to hold the ash from all the cigarettes i will be smoking" "ah yes, spreading ashes all over the floor of the rifa's hideout would just be rude" Loc hops into his Super GT and drives to Shopkeepour's house. "yo shopkeepour have you got any ashtrays" "i only have one left in stock, but it comes with a terrible price; the one who purchases this ashtray will have their soul damned to the fires of hell for all of eternity, and the only way to remove the curse is to sell it for less than you paid for it" "neat" Loc hands Shopkeepour two cents for the ashtray, removing the curse from Shopkeepour. Loc heads back on his way to Fyllour's house.

EPYSODE THREE:
"loc it is finally time to assault the rifa's stronghold and avenge my daughtour" "finally i am down for that" Loc and Fyllour hop into Loc's Super GT and head down to the Rifa Stronghold. "okay loc now we've-" "WE INTERRUPT THIS PROGRAM FOR A SPECIAL NEWS BULLETIN: DRINK PEPSI" The newsman straightens his papers. "WE NOW RETURN YOU TO YOUR REGULARLY-SCHEDULED PROGRAMMING" "fyllour?!" Loc cradles Fyllour in his arms. "it's okay loc we finally avenged my ouncle" Fyllour coughs. "i can finally rest in peace" "FYLLOUR NO" "goodbye loc you have been such a great friend to me" Fyllour goes limp in Loc's arms. "FYLLOOOOOOUUUUUR" A single tear works its way down Loc's cheek onto Fyllour's cheek, where it streams down again onto the cold concrete floor. Loc carries Fyllour's lifeless body to his Super GT and begins to plan a funeral. Another single tear works its way down Loc's cheek. "good job i bought extra 4x8 notecards"
THE END