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Sometimes I go into public bathrooms and throw wet napkins over the stall while people shittin, a few times I even cut off the lights before runnin out.

#Gettingitoffmychest
 
TonyDubbz;5820662 said:
Sometimes I go into public bathrooms and throw wet napkins over the stall while people shittin, a few times I even cut off the lights before runnin out.

#Gettingitoffmychest

i used to clog the sinks up and let them run over

#stepyourweightup
 
when i was in college me, my fat roommate, and my cousin used to order pizza and have the guy talk to one person at the door while two of us would go to his car and steal all the pizzas out that mothafucka, then say we didnt orer the pizza that came to the door, im pretty sure we got a lot of drivers fired that year

we did that shit at least three times a week
 
my homeboy crackhead uncle used to work at the hood corner store, cleanin shit and stockin

whenever i used to go there i would go to the bathroom and piss all over the floor, the sink, the mirror, the door

just because i knew he had to clean it up
 
kai_valya;5820723 said:
this was almost as bad as the time i left the gate open near where we lived and a lion or some other vicious beast came in and killed our horse and my pet chicken

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ParallelRhymes;5820722 said:
Why the fuck is everybody pissing all over everything? Fuck is wrong with you people?

Reminds me, I used to beg my mama to check the mail at the post office, one day I didnt wanna go in but she made me cause It was raining, I had to piss real bad so I faced the wall and pissed in the corner, got our mail and came out. Before I knew it it turned into a habit, think I even pissed on a few other ppls boxes. Fucked up thing is I didn't even think about them having cameras.. now that im older I be scared as hell every time I go check the mail
 
kai_valya;5820723 said:
oh, i just remembered another back home story. so i had really long hair when i was younger, because i'd never had it cut. it was like all the way down to my butt. so my hair is really fine, but really curly, and that's the perfect recipe for a disaster if you don't comb it/detangle it regularly, which let's be serious, i wanted no part off

i was a real street urchin then, just dirty face and uncombed hair all over the place. my gran hated that shit, but i'd always just run off when ever she even hinted that she wanted to comb or braid my hair. so of course my shit gets matted as fuck, and i think i got lice cuz i remember always itching my head. so my grandmother just said fuck it one day and while i slept, she cut ALL my hair off, all of it. i went from having hair down to my butt to looking like anjelica's doll cynthia from rugrats

from then on, i let my granny do my hair.

this was almost as bad as the time i left the gate open near where we lived and a lion or some other vicious beast came in and killed our horse and my pet chicken

A lion huh?

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@ 15 my aunt gave me money to take my 6 & 4 year old cousins to the movies...

i remembered i stunt i saw on TV to watch a movie for free w/kids and figured id try...

i took the youngest ones shoe off and told the ticket taker "we were just here and she left her shoe in

in the theater can i go back and find it?"

worked like a muhfuh, saw 2 saw flicks for free and pocketed the $50
 
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kai_valya;5820723 said:
oh, i just remembered another back home story. so i had really long hair when i was younger, because i'd never had it cut. it was like all the way down to my butt. so my hair is really fine, but really curly, and that's the perfect recipe for a disaster if you don't comb it/detangle it regularly, which let's be serious, i wanted no part off

i was a real street urchin then, just dirty face and uncombed hair all over the place. my gran hated that shit, but i'd always just run off when ever she even hinted that she wanted to comb or braid my hair. so of course my shit gets matted as fuck, and i think i got lice cuz i remember always itching my head. so my grandmother just said fuck it one day and while i slept, she cut ALL my hair off, all of it. i went from having hair down to my butt to looking like anjelica's doll cynthia from rugrats

from then on, i let my granny do my hair.

this was almost as bad as the time i left the gate open near where we lived and a lion or some other vicious beast came in and killed our horse and my pet chicken

If a lion eat anything in my neighborhood its time for a new neighborhood.

nigga i'm like

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Du_Du;5820761 said:
Cain1;5820755 said:
kai_valya;5820723 said:
oh, i just remembered another back home story. so i had really long hair when i was younger, because i'd never had it cut. it was like all the way down to my butt. so my hair is really fine, but really curly, and that's the perfect recipe for a disaster if you don't comb it/detangle it regularly, which let's be serious, i wanted no part off

i was a real street urchin then, just dirty face and uncombed hair all over the place. my gran hated that shit, but i'd always just run off when ever she even hinted that she wanted to comb or braid my hair. so of course my shit gets matted as fuck, and i think i got lice cuz i remember always itching my head. so my grandmother just said fuck it one day and while i slept, she cut ALL my hair off, all of it. i went from having hair down to my butt to looking like anjelica's doll cynthia from rugrats

from then on, i let my granny do my hair.

this was almost as bad as the time i left the gate open near where we lived and a lion or some other vicious beast came in and killed our horse and my pet chicken

If a lion eat anything in my neighborhood its time for a new neighborhood.

nigga i'm like

nwld.gif

Is that a motha fucking lion nigga

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I've said this before but hell...

me and my niggas was breaking in cars... we broke and one car and got some CDs and shit I was drunk so I thought it was funny to piss in one of the driver seats... after we left the club where we broke n da cars we went to the gas station... we saw some girls from St Louis they was driving the car that we broke into... the girl that was driving was like" I'm never coming back to East Saint Louis.. triflin niggas broke in my car and pissed on the seat" me and my guys looked at each other and just got weak lol...

#lolimpetty
 
when I was younger I went on road trips with my cousin and her family we were pretty tight back then. Her dad got us hooked on Unsolved mysteries. That really was the best part of the road trips. We didnt give a shit about the world's largest this or that grand canyon was boring as fuck. year after year it was the same shit. I went because why the fuck not. Two weeks not in chi.

So one day we get to talking about how easy it would be to commit a random murder while on road trip. No one would suspect us because we don't fit the profile.

Eventually we both went off to college but we kept in contact. My senior year we decide to road trip for nostalgia's sake. Her dad couldn't go he was still recovering from prostate surgery and my aunt was not about that life anymore so it was just the two of us. I had never really forgotten that conversation we had that night about a randomly killing someone, but it was kind of awkward bringing it up because I didn't know where her head was at.

We are at a bookstore and come across the unsolvedmysteries dvd box set. We laugh, and I can tell she's thinking about that conversation too. So while we're driving I bring it up half jokingly and we get to talking about details to pass the time. It's her turn to drive so I pick out people from cars on the road. Whoever driving alone was a target.

Long story short we kind of goaded each other into it. I made the first move. It happened really fast. Too fast for us to pussy out. When I think back on it I wasn't scared or sick like people are usually depicted after killing someone. I was more or less in awe of how much blood there was. It was not as clean as I had imagined it.

She was kinda in shock as well. Not sick but we definitely knew we crossed a bridge. We cut our trip short and later on that summer she went overseas and just stayed there. We still talk but not like we used to. She doesn't come home period. She got married and has kids so I'm not worried about a crisis of conscience. I still have fantasies, I still go on road trips but it's just not the same without cuzzo.

#GotthatItch
 
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