A writer who's a writer, lol. More people should be adding stuff to this thread, real or *ehem* embellished.
Well this one time i went to taco bell, and its was fuckin bumpin. Not a spot to sit in the whole place. So i order my food and there like its gunna be a few minutes so im like aight and i go hit up the bathroom with some marker tags and come back. get my food and look for a place to sit cause its like a million degrees outside. So i finally end up askin this old weird lookin dude if i can sit by him cause he was by himself a one of the larger tables. and hes like sure son sit dwon. what brings you to taco bell? So im like well ahhh i was hungry dude and im all about the meximelt. So we get to talkin right, pretty cool old guy. and after a few minutes i realize this dude is blind as a bat. so we keep talkin and being the punk that i am i manage to convince him that im blind too and im here with my friend whos outside talkin on the phone. Well so we get into talkin about the triles and tribulations of bein blind right? and in the middle of our talk i start screaming "Oh my god! It burns it burns! i Got Fire sauce in my eye!" And hes like oh my thats a shame, you need to wash it out. So then im like wait! i... i.. see light! oh my god i can see again. its a taco sauce miracle! thank you jesus! Thank you fire sauce! and so then i helped this old dude rub fire sauce in his eyes for like the next 20 minutes.
Ok soo. one night backed a fuck I was bombin this fence, and this car rolled by, i stopped what I was doin and slumped away, and the person driving the car gets out was screaming at me for painting a fence, then a guys got out of the car, it was my friends dad that Im hella cool with and he came over and said whats up. he shut his bitch ass gf up. let me finish my piece and they gave me a ride home. fuckin halrious, cuz both of them were drunk hahahaha
Ah well it isnt a "weird" story but its kinda funny. me and my homies went out last night and i had just done some throwies and out of nowere we hear "HEY!!!" i was like "fuck man lets book it" and then the guy said "KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK" me and my freind laughed and i said "YEYE THIS CITY NEEDS MORE OF THIS" and mean while when my other homie was doin some tags about 100 feet behind us he was trippin cause he couldent here the guy just the guy sayin "HEY!" so he wipped around the corner and looked around and a car was pullin in the ally so he booked it to us and we finished and were leaving but 5 min of walking to get to the stairs we saw like 5 people at the stairs and they were like smokin crack or someshit. never know with owensound. THE END.....stay up
herbn that shit is funny as hell* goes and gets on new pants and underwear cause he pissed his self laughing*
haha thanks guys, any time any one asks me to tell em a story, like a girl or somethin, thats what i tell em. Its my go to story
i got arrested tagging at the mall, some bullshit. And after I was waiting for a parent me and the cop and the security guy start shooting the shit, and the cop told me he used to tag, and that he saw my name on some trains. He also told me that wildstyle and bubbles and shit are tight, and usually lets kids doing that in alleys and RR trains off, but the tags are really stupid, and how most of the cops on the force have records with way worse things than graffiti
one time me n my boy dice were writin n a alley n a cop comes drivin through fast he saw us n stopped n said shit i got better things to do and left ahaha we resumed on bombin haha
i was tagging around with a mate of mine and this CHAV (little english thug) rode past on his bike and started asking for a go and shit.... lol then all of a sudden later on me n my mate were taggin sumwhere else and this typa police car with a camera on the top drove past us and pulled up we fucking legged it
last night me and my boy got baked, went to a party, got home, had a bong then went out, i had to sit down so we sat in my car outside, i said let me finish my pink milk, then i woke up and my milk was spilt on my handbrake and there was sun peeking through the cracks of the sky. so i kicked my boy out and drove home. mission failed.
I was painting on a wall inside a mobile home complex and one of the residents called the manager on me. So he caught me and told me to clean it up with some 40 year old paint remover. It was a windy day so I blew onto my skin and that shit burned like hell. It didnt really take anything off so u can still see the throwie pretty well. He let me go after. Fat bastard
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