Playboy buddy rose
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some years ago i got caught slippin comin out a check cashing spot....... nigga put a snubnose to my chest & made me empty my pockets.
House was broken into when I was a kid. We were all away at the time. I think they took the tv and stuff
Car was broken into to get my subs. Funny thing was they didn't realize that the car was a '93 and didn't have the lever to the trunk. So they opened up the gas tank lol felt like karmic justice. I was still pissed though. Surprised they didn't take the new headunit I had
some years ago i got caught slippin comin out a check cashing spot....... nigga put a snubnose to my chest & made me empty my pockets.
Hey man...you taken this robbery/burglary joint to literalThose aren't robberies
Yea I realized that after the fact lolThose aren't robberies
Hey man...you taken this robbery/burglary joint to literal
You got a story to share or nah
If you would have read the OP you would have seen the broader language of the thread was speaking on being victims of theft (robberies or otherwise)Well what's the point of using words if you're not sticking to the definition of the words you're using?
If you would have read the OP you would have seen the broader language of the thread was speaking on being victims of theft (robberies or otherwise)
Now what's the point of you being in here if you not going to add a story of a time being robbed (or otherwise)
I think I told this story before. My very first car I ever had as an Isuzu pup that had daytons and was lowered. Cost me 800 dollars cause a friend of my was a friend of the guy that sold it to me. Leather interior with a stick shift. I put a 6 disc changer cd player in it with subwoofers, new speaker and a new radio.
I didnt know how to drive stick so in learning I ended up fuckin up the drive shaft. My uncle fix cars so I asked him to repair it for me. We went to the junk yard found a drive shaft and I dropped my car off at his house. Which is accross the river from where I was living.
One morning he calls me, hes like..your car is (backdagreen)..dats the name of a notorious hood down here. I'm like, why is my car backdagreen when I gave you my car in West Ashley...for ref..I'm in the north, hes in the west, and backdagreen is downtown in the east.
So he says, don't worry about why it's there, you betta go get yo shit fo niggaz break into it. So I catch a cab downtown..the cab driver was nice enough to drive through the hood till we spot it. I get out..my windows smashed, radio stolen, speakers and subs gone..seats all ripped up..
I just left that bitch down there..walked to the bus stop and caught a bus home.
11:cry: then why did it feel like it?That's not a robbery
treacherousI got robbed for a brand new iPhone in December 2008
I was 20 at the time. This was when the new iPhone 3G was out and at the time I was the only person I knew who even had an iPhone. Most niggas was still on flips and sidekicks.
This was also the first phone I ever bought on my own plan.
I had only had it for a little more than 2 weeks.
I was leaving my bestfriends house at like 1AM and before I left he asked me if I was sure about leaving and if I should just stay over there that night and I was like nah it's cool.
So I walk down the street from his house and go to the rapid station to catch the bus downtown. I lived on the other side of town at the time so I had to get on the bus downtown and then get on another bus to get home.
So I'm at the bus stop listening to music with my headphones in and I see about 10 niggas a like 3 girls up there. They're being loud and running around being foolish and shit but I didn't really pay them any mind.
So when the bus came I got on and went straight to the back. These niggas all got on and went back there too. Now I'm watching them but I'm trying not to make it obvious. So there's like 10 stops between my friends house and downtown. The bus goes like 4 stops and I'm starting to feel uncomfortable so I was like fuck it I'm gonna get off early and just catch the next bus.
So I get up and go to the back door to get off early and while I'm waiting for the door to open one of the niggas snatched my phone out of my hand. So I lunged at him to get it back and all 10 of them niggas jumped up and was like what's up nigga?
So I went to the front of the bus to tell the bus driver and the driver was trying to stay out of it.
So now these niggas got off the bus and I was like fuck it I'm gonna go get my phone back.
I ran up on one of them who didn't even have the phone and I tried to press him and he pulled a gun out and put that bitch to the side of my head.
I started to run and two other niggas pulled out guns and was like what's up nigga? I obviously don't have a fucking gun on me so I ran across the street into traffic and almost got hit by a car. These niggas are on my ass. I can literally feel them scratching at my coat they're so close. I'm sprinting fast as fuck in some Nike boots.
I'm zig zagging across the streets thinking that they might start shooting me.
I ran into a bar and asked them to use their phone. I called my mom and my best friend. My mom came and got me and took me back to his house.
I didn't have insurance but I paid full price and bought another one the next day.
A few hours after it happened and I was back at my friends house for the first time in my life I started feeling comfortable with the idea that I could kill somebody. I think after that incident happened the amount of remorse I had for ultimately taking a life fell drastically. Ever since then I've never doubted about my ability to kill someone in any situation. And for a few years after that incident made me a savage.