Prince is so happy to have helped Whitney he decides to get new shoes. Some really baaad ass shoes like Eva Longeria had on at the All Star Game. Prince makes a phone call and soon at his door stands an elf.

The elf greets Prince smiling ear to ear wearing a pointy cap with a feather, a tunic, tights, and curly toed shoes. Prince knows better that to ask for curly toed shoes, they are just of elfs, he had to learn that the hard way.

Carrying only a single shoe box under his arm, the elf says....
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Hum diddle liddle liddle hum diddle lay....today's your lucky day.
These are bad ass magic shoes. You must only wear them up to midnight. Right before midnight you must take them off and put another pair of your own shoes on or.....

..."you will hear a continous loop of Justin Timberlake songs in you head for the rest of your days." "Okay, now I don't even want the shoes," says Prince. "Sorry, but you have to take the shoes," says the elf. "I'd rather walk barefoot over broken glass, hot coals, and boiling water than hear an continous looping of 'Sexy Back'....wait a minute, did he send you," Prince asks. "No," replies the elf, nervously. "He did send you. Where is he?", Princes screams. Prince starts running around the yard, yelling, "Where are you?!?!?! Answer Motherfucker!!!!" All of a sudden, JT jumps out of the bushes. "Why did you send that elf to me," asks Prince. "I sent the elf because, you made that mean comment about how sexy never left...take it back, you meany," says Justin, with tears in his eyes. Prince looks at Justin and says,...

SHAVE YOUR FACE JUSTIN! justin replys...
[Edited 2/20/07 2:07am]

Christopher said:

"Wait a minute P, I want to see the Podcast summary of AS The Org Turns"

Prince hears an announcer's voice coming from Justins Ipod..."Dansa receives a poster from a mysterious admirer, Jeserykrs burns his neck with a curling iron and states that's not gay, Imago is unusually quite, More orgers post I've Deleted My Account threads, Dozens of orgers search for the definition of 'Apucious', and Return of Dook is nowhere to be found. Tune in next time for As The Org Turns."

Justin puts the Ipod away, "Where were we? Oh, Yes!" and slugs Prince in the chin.

Prince...
[Edited 2/20/07 9:57am]

.....gets back up and kicks Justin right in the nuts. And as he's scrunched over in agony, Prince roundhouse kicks him across his face, sending Justin flying back about 20 feet. He pulls a pancake from his pocket and tosts it on top of Justin's chest.....
Prince: Eat that, ya mammajamma! Punk, I'm from the streets of Minneapolis. We don't play that shit here. You best go to a wrecka stow and don't even buy your own damn sorry ass joints. Just browse the country section and then ask to use their bathroom and clean yourself up.

Justin: Take a week off and kiss it all!

Prince stomps Justin a few times and he lapses into unconsciousness. He dreams of singing in a vocal booth at Paisley Park with Prince producing him.

Prince: Ha! In yo' dreams, motherpopcorn.....I can read yo thoughts and yo emotions.

Prince mumbles to himself as he walks away: Triflin' lil' egghead, wanna be need to heat his own grill...he ain't gittin' none o' this sauce....

...and as he rounds a corner.....Damn, who dis muggafugga here?

A beautiful, voluptuous woman is singing on the street.....her name is.....

mistermcgee said:

her name is.....rosie gains and shes wondering why prince is wearing wizard of OZ rubyred high heeled slippers...

"wtf?"! exclaims rosie. "well its a fashion risk..but i like it!". prince trys to explain himself ""no no these are bad ass magic shoes...watch!"

he then starts using ESP via the shoes to communitcate with bubbles the monkey again.suddenly in walks Michael jackson from the othert side of the street he yells HEYYYYY BITCHHHHH WHY.....

...you wanna treat my monkey so bad? You just wanna be startin' somethin'.

Prince: Michael, put these pillows up under yo' ass and go find somebody to get dirty with yo' diana.

Prince clicks the heels together and he and Rosie find themselves.....

In a support group meeting for people who wish it was the 1980s.

Group Leader,"Hi I'm Joe come join us!"

Rosie and Prince say....

Hi, we're the NPG...I'm Rosey; I'm Prince....all at once.

Prince: You go first Rosey, since you're such a fuckin' lady.

Rosey: Thank you, baby. Hi, I'm Rosey and I have needs. My needs are sangin' like a "Choich" ho until everybody's shoutin', window washin' and shakalakaboomin'. And buffets. I like sangin' and eatin'; sangin' and eatin'...and my hair is freakier than Chaka's or Patti's. Can I get a skat?

Joe:(checkin out her big bosom and ass) Why, thank you Rosey. I'm sure our group is for you. Here's my card. Why don't you stop by my office tomorrow, say, about 5-ish? I can zero right in on your self-esteem issues.
And you, sir, are...?

Prince: My name is Prince, and I am funky. My name is Prince, the one and only....

Joe:(who is in the beginnnings of a slight erection, breaking out in a sweat on his brow and clearing his throat; very nervous) Um...er...mmm....well, thank you Mr. Prince. I'm sure our group is for you too. He leans over to his assistant and whispers: Narcissism issues!
Why don't you stay after the meeting and I'm sure my hands-on personal, private therapy can help you focus on your particular needs. I'll tailor my counselling to fit whatever tight corner you find yourself in.

Rosey leans over and whispers into Prince's ear: Watch out for that peckerwood. He's so nasty, horney and desperate he'd do a knot in a tree or even road kill. I'm "ret ta go".

Prince hollars out: BLACK SWEAT! Then he tells Rosey, I was wonderin' why he kept lookin' at my ass and crotch and lickin' his lips. And he was lookin' at yo' big ass too.

Joe: I've been reading a book called Jungle Fever. Well, tonight's topic is Sexuality. I want everyone to write down on a piece of paper what inspires them to get their cookies.

Prince and Rosey look at each other and say together: WE OUT'A HERE!

Prince clicks his heels and they find themselves.....



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Now back to our show.....

Prince clicks his heels and they find themselves.....

On a strange tropical island with with a bunker and something very strange moving in the dense bush.

"New arrivals!" Sawyer said.

Prince said...

...Now if this is Jurassic Park or the Island of Dr. Moreau I'm clickin' these heels again for a fast trip to either Tahiti or Oahu. The last thing I need is a carnivorous dinosaur chasin' me as dinner or a half-man, half-beast abomination talkin' bout the law and tryin' to bite my ass.

Rosey: Oooh, you makin' me "hongry"! Look at all the flora and fauna. Fruit trees and, oh, my....don't those coconuts look scrumptuous? Prince, shimmy up that tree and git me one. I'm famished. Let's go to Oahu to a luau!

Prince replied.....

mistermcgee said:

"Im outtta here!" and he flies to Kokomo and he is greeted by The Beach Boys. and they start singing Kokomo as Prince jams with them with his guitar. He then notices Janet Jackson walking up ..

....and he lays his hands on her to feel the Flyte Tyme vibe.

Prince: I wanna absorb your energy from Jimmy and Terry.. wait....but it's my own energy. The Minneapolis Sound. Do you want control, Janet? Do you have control, Janet? Do you need control, Janet? Answer me, motherfucker....

Janet glares at Prince and smacks him and then Prince retaliates by ..

...callin' up Ike Turner to produce a song for her. Janet leaves out of the all night recording session babblin' "Nam-Myoho-Renge-Kyo" over and over.

Prince says to Janet as she departs: He was tough but I'm sure he got a hit out of ya! Next time he gonna gitcha on the fishtank!
[Edited 2/24/07 22:16pm]

...fishtank paleeeze! Ike tried to get rough but i did the rythm nation dance all over that ass!He had the nerve to tell me i was being ungrateful because he did things for me in th past, but i said hunny what have you do for me lately? Prince said...

If I was your girlfriend, would you let me comb your hair ?

I've always thought of you as a girlfriend, you know so much about make up, hair and all. Got a comb? My weave needs a little tightening, Janet said ran her finger through her long locks.

Prince pulled a sparkly comb from an inside pocket, but when he realized what it was, quickly hid it.

What was that? Give me that comb I'm a mess!

Prince could let her use his comb because his secret would be revealed...

Prince continued: I can always tell a hotcomb girl by the burn on her ear! Put a lil' Sulfur 8 on that. You be fonky but at least your hair be did. Girl, I'll have you lookin' like Lena Horne. Dark chocolate, caramel or white chocolate- I gotta sweet tooth fo' yo' candy bar.

Janet Oh Prince, you know nasty boys don't mean a thing. Be a good boy.

Prince: I mean it...I'm a tie you up with that velvet rope and give you a rope burn. You'll think you're on an escapade, baby. Who was the one sangin' about goin' deeper and throbbin'? You just a nasty girl livin' in a nasty world.

Janet: Well, I apologize for slapping you.

Prince: I apologize for makin' you work with Ike. Friends?

Janet: Friends.

Prince: Why don't you come on over to my house and I'll fix you some pancakes. Then show you MY fishtank.

mistermcgee said:

while prince makes janet pancakes possibly with blueberrys she gets a text message from her daddy joe jackson
and all it reads is "U BETTA NOT SOUND LIKE PRINCE!" prince asks "hey who was that?" janet replies.....

uhh my momma she was saying hi!
Prince hands janet her pancakes, and they get hypnotized by the fish tank suddent someone calls up Prince's celly

Prince anwered the phone wit that sexy ass voice of his:Hello! Woman's Voice: hey prince how you doing baby?I'm fine what it is? The voice sounded kind of familiar 2 him but it couldn't b who he thought it was, Voice:Nothing i just wanted 2 hear ur sexy voice,what do u have on? Prince: What do u have on?
Voice:I have my T-shirt and my panties on she sang in a melodic tune. Janet:Prince i have 2 go! The voice starts cracking and sounding angry Voice: who is that prince is that Janet jackson? soon prince reconizes the voice it's Whitney once again. Prince:Whitney is that u? Whitney: Oh Hell 2 the naw prince i'm up here tryna seduce u and u up there wit her. Prince:Seduce me what happened 2 Bobby? Whitney:I kicked his ass out after u healed me i thought we was going 2 b 2gether but i guess not.Tell me sumthin why u want that grape juice when u can have this fine wine? Prince: Cause alcohol makes me vomit.Whitney keeps babbling away and Prince says...

KidaDynamite said:

hold on a sec...still she keeps on talkin i cant believe you had her nutty professor ass up in there! owww make me mad...i even bought you some new socks and underwearz from walmart prince! they're fruitofalooms the good kind..you listenin to me?!!?@...

prince walks away from the phone and goes into his secret compartment in the kitchen and pulls out a slim jim beef jerkey stick and starts snackin on it.... whitney says loudly "IM COMIN OVER!" prince gets a dreaded look on his face and runs to his secret room in PP!...she wont find me in here cause...

you have to be 5'2" and under to fit HeHeHe."

The dimiutive rocker then sat in his special chair and put his the virtually reality helmet. Prince set up an interveinous feeding tube, and a urine receptical because he knew Whitney wouldn't give up easily. Princeflipped the switch. He was now in his favorite alternative reality.....

...as waves of music washed over him....It was The Jazz Masters' song, Free As The Wind.

Prince thinks to himself: Well, it ain't me, but I do dig that flute part.

Whitney's in the Lobby of Paisley Park tryin' to get past the receptionist.

Receptionist: Miss Houston, I'm sorry, Prince isn't here; and you can't just come walking up in here like this. He doesn't give interviews and YOU don't have an appointment to meet with him.

Whitney: I'm Whitney Houston, bitch! I just talked to the mofo on my celly. I know he up in the joint. Don't make me get ALL ghetto and street on ya! PRINCE, I KNOW YOU HERE! WHERE YOU AT? COME OUT AND FACE ME, NOW! I'M WAITIN'.
WHATCHA GOTTA SAY, DAMNIT?

Receptionist: Miss Houston, that kind of language is not permitted and as I've stated, Mr. Nelson is NOT here at this time.
She hands her the latest Watchtower rag.

Whitney: You could have at least given me a copy of the magazine that Darling Nikki was checkin' out. Why you gotta a lie for a brother and then get all righteous on me, handin' me this? He cured me of my crack addiction, and.....

Rosie, coming into the lobby: Whitney, don't make me have to cut a bitch! Now she SAID he wasn't here. You best calm down and stop gettin' SO EMOTIONAL! It's time for you to get on outta here and go home.

Whitney: Oh, I see. He bangin' YOU and JANET! With yo' BIG fake ass diamonds and pearls. I'll have you know that I'm Every Woman and you should be on my side.

Rosie pulls a razor from her bosom, thinking to herself: She don't know THIS heffa!

Receptionist: Security, to the lobby, Code 1!

Security drags Whitney out of the lobby, as she is kickin' and screamin' obscenities and incoherent nonsense.


Now Prince has been watching and listening to this whole scene from his secret room. He'd turned down Free As The Wind just to watch the drama. He's thinking: I hope she don't turn back to crack and drugs. All of a sudden, 4 phone lines light up on his phone. He has caller I.D. so he knows it's four crazy, famous FEMALE singers tryin' to get him to produce songs for them. The four singers are:

1. Whitney Houston(again)

and 3 girls from the org ((idk who))

they sing off beat and Prine replies : please stop singing . Shut up already damn!

girl1:Dont you love me Princeeey winceey ?

Prince:

Negritaluvyu said:

Yeah, I love ya....like a stomach pump! But if ya think I'm gonna act like Paula Abdul on American Idol, and not tell ya about yo no singin' selves. You just make me wanna hold my stuff, I'm so tense. You got the voices, but no rhythm...what's up with that? This is a hot, funky track and you can't fake the funk. Take a week off and LISTEN to the track and the demo with ME singin' all the parts.You gotta feel it. Come back next week. Now get the hell outta here. I'm workin' on somethin' else. I can't work on my shit with you all starin' at me.I got 7 more songs in the oven and all of 'em require butt naked attention when I lay down my vocals.

The three girls are sad but determined to come back next week and show him they can do it. They leave.

Prince strips and forces his engineer to wear 3-D glasses as he records his tracks.

The names of the 7 tracks are:

1.Peanutbutter and Jelly
2.Manumanum
3.Shake Your Salt Shaker
4.JANEEEEET JACKSOOOOON
5.Why Whitney Want ME?
6.5489
7.Excose me?

Prince does all 7 tracks in an hour. He puts his drawz back on. The engineer prepares to work on the mixdowns.

Prince: I'm out'o here. I'm goin' home. Do yo' thang! I'll check it out tomorrow.

Prince gets in his purple Element and starts driving home.
He thinks, I feel so boxed in for some reason.

Next he gets a call on his cell phone. It's Whitney. She says, Prince, just listen to this song:

http://www.youtube.com/wa...eBRZCgH9SU

Whitney: He's ugly, I know, but just listen to the song. It's how I feel right now and I have this strange craving for peanut butter and jelly.

Prince: I hate to admit it, Whitney, but it must be a sign that we're to make sandwiches together. I'm on my way home now...stop over and we'll make peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and go from there. Is that cool with you?

Whitney: On toasted whole wheat bread?

Prince: If that's what you want.

Whitney: I'm in front waitin' by the driveway and I gotta whole loaf in a Kroger bag. You can have the receipt as a tax write off...business dinner.

Prince: Be there in 5. Bye.

Whitney: Bye. She hangs up and starts singin:



http://www.youtube.com/wa...eBRZCgH9SU