The Fresh Princess of Eclair now this is a story all about how my exgirlfriend blew up into a cow id like to take a minute just sit right there and ill tell ya how she became the princess of cake called eclair in east Philadelphia, born and raised on AIM chat is where i spent most of my days chillin out, relaxin' and chattin all cool and all talkin' to my friends that i met in high school when this one blond girl who looked pretty good started dating guys in my neighborhood i took her out one night and my friends got mad they said "what are you stupid? dump her now youll be glad" well i didnt listen, i stayed for over a year every cake she ate enlarged her fuckin rear i was tired of her shit, she was as big as a bear so i said "so long you fat bitch, go eat an eclair" jingle I....pulled.... up to a diner 5 years from that date its only been an hour and shes on her sixth plate i looked at her kingdom, she was finally there she sat on her throne as the princess of Eclair