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Condensed milk and water in my cereal.
i lived in one of the most ghetto spots in probably the entire US..calexico,ca.
anyways there was people running "tienditas" which means little stores out of their houses..usually these people sold candy,sodas,ice creams and during special times they'd have fireworks straight from mexico...i think they maybe sold drugs at night too
in my days we didnt have EBT cards we had that colorful cardboard booklet that was embarrassing as hell to pull out in the store..
bread with butter and sugar, and in the mexican households tortillas with butter and jelly..or you feeling healthy celery with peanut butter..
the baloney that would pop up on the stove, rice with butter cinnamon and sugar...
turning the old school TV with pliers..
fixing our cassettes by cutting a small piece of the messed up part and taping it back together..
putting a small TV on the big TV and used to sound of the old tv on the bottom..OG surround sound.
eating those candies they had in VONS in the clear containers with the scoop inside...i forgot what they were called, i never knew you had to pay for em..
forward to adulthood..
taking a sloppy dump soo sloppy that i dont even attempt to wipe i hop in the tub and run the water down my crack..
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damn never mind , I came to this thread 1st page ; first thing I related to was this , didn't see the rest of this thread I was trying to post and dash
Driving to the nice side of the city were the Safeway's don't employ security, just to stuff two of these in the waistband and dip.
how?
bro, don't let me get started on stealing stories. just don't do it in the hood and you're good. i survived off flipping stuff i stole for 2 years. this is years and years ago. but i used to like being blatant and seeing who was about it as a security guard. busted one in the head with a 20 pound bag of charcoal. having a kid mellowed me out because before that i didn't give a damn. i chopped a chick at nordstroms for 20 minutes while my boy racked 5 300 dollar shirts. stealing was a hobby to me. talking about getting gear from hard to hit stores. my boy hit the LV store before when we were 16
honestly it's just about having the balls to do it. i've thrown on a northface jacket in the northface store and walked out with it on knowing the employees knew. you think they would come at me? nah
good old days.
had that TI rubber band man teal and pink polo selling HOT! girbaud straps... forget about it. sold out in 5 minutes. we'd fill my car up everyday after school and hit gas and go's everywhere to get within a macys 200 mi from the crib. ran my honda accord to 380k miles hitting liqs.
if i had half the balls i used to have... i used to fill up a grocery cart and flee with 100 rib eyes and throw a bqq. that's how i knew i wanted to be a cook.
