HOUSE OF SUNDAY

samhey:

Babar the little elephant was motherfuckin gangster.
Check the original. His mom gets shot in front of him and he runs away from the killer into a town and he sees two men and thinks how nicely they’re dressed. Alone, recently orphaned, his first thought is, “I would like to have some fine clothes too!”
He scores cash from an old lady who is freaky for elephants, and then goes and buys himself a shirt, a suit, a hat, and shoes with spats. Babar be ballin. Retail therapy. Then he shacks up with the old lady. “She gives him whatever he wants.” Indeed.
Then two of his elephant cousins run into town, Arthur and Celeste. Babar sets them up with fine clothes and good cakes, and he decides to go back to the jungle with them. He takes them back to the jungle in his car (which he takes from the old lady).
When he gets back to the jungle, he gets crowned King of the elephants, because the old king ate a bad mushroom and died. But Babar then drops this on his kingdom: “while we were traveling in the car, Celeste and I became engaged. If I become your King, she will be your Queen.”
Got engaged? Did he just say that he banged his cousin in the car on the way to the jungle? DAMN. French elephants are into some kinky shit.
He then declares they will have a splendid party in honor of their marriage and coronation, and tells the dromedary, go to town and buy beautiful wedding clothes for them, bitch. They party. Babar and Celeste tear it up on the dancefloor. The next morning the married cousins set out on their honeymoon in a custom yellow balloon.
This was 1931. Original gangster elephant.

OG

Babar the little elephant was motherfuckin gangster.

Check the original. His mom gets shot in front of him and he runs away from the killer into a town and he sees two men and thinks how nicely they’re dressed. Alone, recently orphaned, his first thought is, “I would like to have some fine clothes too!”

He scores cash from an old lady who is freaky for elephants, and then goes and buys himself a shirt, a suit, a hat, and shoes with spats. Babar be ballin. Retail therapy. Then he shacks up with the old lady. “She gives him whatever he wants.” Indeed.

Then two of his elephant cousins run into town, Arthur and Celeste. Babar sets them up with fine clothes and good cakes, and he decides to go back to the jungle with them. He takes them back to the jungle in his car (which he takes from the old lady).

When he gets back to the jungle, he gets crowned King of the elephants, because the old king ate a bad mushroom and died. But Babar then drops this on his kingdom: “while we were traveling in the car, Celeste and I became engaged. If I become your King, she will be your Queen.”

Got engaged? Did he just say that he banged his cousin in the car on the way to the jungle? DAMN. French elephants are into some kinky shit.

He then declares they will have a splendid party in honor of their marriage and coronation, and tells the dromedary, go to town and buy beautiful wedding clothes for them, bitch. They party. Babar and Celeste tear it up on the dancefloor. The next morning the married cousins set out on their honeymoon in a custom yellow balloon.

This was 1931. Original gangster elephant.