Once upon a Time in a Magical land not so far from the corner store, there lived a dragon and a dog, who were best friends since the day they met. But this dragon was no ordinary corner store dragon, for he was "Pimp The Magic Dragon" and along with his trusty canine companion "Snoop Dogg" they traveled the magical blocks of Compton together looking high and low for the Queen of the hoes. One day as Pimp the magic dragon and snoop were searching down crenshaw, they came upon this bitch bleeding on the sidewalk, Pimp asked her if she knew where the queen of the hoes went and snoop just blew smoke in her face. When the bitch replied she said " Bobbi stole my crack and left me out here, please take me to a hospital or perhaps maybe you can score me some powder????" and Pimp the magic dragon replied by taking out his peice and blowing Whitneys head off. Where as snoop replied " Shiiiiiiiit", Pimp and snoop continued their search until they came upon a sight to behold indeed, Tupacs ghost appeared in front of them and told them the tale of how the Queen of hoes had been kidnapped by "Da Man" and how only Pimp The Magic Dragon and snoop could only save her. Afterwards a ghost SUV appeared and came down the street with guns blazing and tupac took off running into the sunset screaming "Fuck the world!". Pimp and Snoop knew then what had to be done, and set off on a grueling journey that took them about an hour an half's ride on the 1-10, and ended up at the evil lair of "DA MAN" in Beverly Hills 90666. After battling the many minions of "Da Man's" evil fortress that included the likes of Arnold Shwartszenieger, Pauly Shore, Martha Stewart and Sinbad, they made it up to where the Queen of Hoes was being held by "DA MAN", and pimp and snoop were surprised to find out that DA MAN was actually Micheal Jackson!!! and the queen of hoes was infact Jennifer Lopez!!!........Pimp the magic dragon was pissed as hell to see micheal as DA MAN, so he used his magical pimp powers to Re-negrofiy micheal jackson and free Jlo, snoop then busted out his magical camera and magically out of nowhere R Kelly came to join in on the fun. And thats the story of how "Girls Gone Wild IX" came to be
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