springfieldxd
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Its a beautiful feeling.
This homeless dude was buggin' me for a ride at the grocery store, and i'm like "nah fam, i don't know you."
I go in the store, come back out, dude still asking me for a ride, like "im not gon' rob you, i got a messed up leg. i just can't walk all theway to the Veterans hospital, and the busses ain't running no more. I can't whoop your %+% no way, you like 6'6"."
so i'm like, aight dude, hop in.
we hit a few blocks, chopped up game, and he really wasn't sounding too clucker-+%@, running by crack spots or nothing, and had me drop him off at thelaundromat across the street from the hospital so he could have a place to sleep.
he asked me if i had anything to eat by chance, i told him no. he was like, "aight then youngblood, i 'preciate ya time. man, i need some new shoes,i can't walk around in these no more, and my leg is killin' me."
i keep a pair of J's in my trunk for impromptu hoopin', so i gave them to him, and dropped him a 20 to grab some food/rock/whatever.
dude couldn't believe it, like "man what you do? sell dope? how u giving away hundred dollar shoes?"
"nah homie, i don't need 'em that bad."
he thanked me once again, and i dipped out, thinking i just made up for some bad karma i put out on stephanie nicole...
but my point is, if you have some run down beaters, or some J's you really aint feeling, instead of just letting them boxes pile up for some sneakershowcase post, help somebody out that needs them. you'll get blessed.
i challenge NT to give away some of your J's to somebody that don't have a 200 pair rotation of OG's and Retros...
This homeless dude was buggin' me for a ride at the grocery store, and i'm like "nah fam, i don't know you."
I go in the store, come back out, dude still asking me for a ride, like "im not gon' rob you, i got a messed up leg. i just can't walk all theway to the Veterans hospital, and the busses ain't running no more. I can't whoop your %+% no way, you like 6'6"."
so i'm like, aight dude, hop in.
we hit a few blocks, chopped up game, and he really wasn't sounding too clucker-+%@, running by crack spots or nothing, and had me drop him off at thelaundromat across the street from the hospital so he could have a place to sleep.
he asked me if i had anything to eat by chance, i told him no. he was like, "aight then youngblood, i 'preciate ya time. man, i need some new shoes,i can't walk around in these no more, and my leg is killin' me."
i keep a pair of J's in my trunk for impromptu hoopin', so i gave them to him, and dropped him a 20 to grab some food/rock/whatever.
dude couldn't believe it, like "man what you do? sell dope? how u giving away hundred dollar shoes?"
"nah homie, i don't need 'em that bad."
he thanked me once again, and i dipped out, thinking i just made up for some bad karma i put out on stephanie nicole...
but my point is, if you have some run down beaters, or some J's you really aint feeling, instead of just letting them boxes pile up for some sneakershowcase post, help somebody out that needs them. you'll get blessed.
