I found a krylon in the basement of my appartment at the time, I was 10 and I scribbled all over the whole fucking place. Got a beating for it too. Its still their too.
i peaced on my grage door and my dad called the cops and then so radome ass kid when to jail and had to pay the door to re panted
house walls with that static gaurd spray for clothes when i was like 10, it leaves a ghost tag and i caught shit for them lol.
bathroom stalls with fuck around names.... then i got serious and got a real name... now im dooin roof tops and wals with throws and rollers
YO MOMMAS FLOPPY ASS COOCH LIPS YOU BITCH NIGGAS! THAT WHAT I WROTE ON NIGGAS WORD IS BOND TOYS!!!! FUCKIN TAGGERS, YALL AINT NO WRITERS!!!
Sound Barrier It sucked though. I wasn't very good at working large scale but I roned that out in my studio at school (not with graff, psh that'd give me away) <_<
first thing i ever wrote on was a tree when i had a crew my first week writin i pieced a tree with our crew name its still there for laughs i thought u guys may think it was funny