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8th grade.


Got into a fight and and tried to kill dude with a knife I had in school around November and December. No charges was filed (crazy) just got expelled and then reinstated a after holiday break.

Thats NOLA in the year 1999 SMH

Shit I did this too.

Got into a fight with some kid freshman year, won the fight. Got suspended for 10 days.

Heard from my little crew that the kid I foughts older brother and cousins were gonna jump me soon as I got back.

So on the first day i got back, I went up to the older brother and pulled a big ass blade on him. Teacher saw it, called security, security tackled the fuck out me.

Wild shit is all they did was suspend me.

Different times. If that shit was today we would got locked up with all this school shooting shit happening.
 
Shit I did this too.

Got into a fight with some kid freshman year, won the fight. Got suspended for 10 days.

Heard from my little crew that the kid I foughts older brother and cousins were gonna jump me soon as I got back.

So on the first day i got back, I went up to the older brother and pulled a big ass blade on him. Teacher saw it, called security, security tackled the fuck out me.

Wild shit is all they did was suspend me.

Different times. If that shit was today we would got locked up with all this school shooting shit happening.


Bro...u and @Thor got tha wrong look to be carryin’ around blades/box cutters now...y’all would def be in Guantanamo Bay today fuckin’ around today

:stare:lol
 
Bro...u and @Thor got tha wrong look to be carryin’ around blades/box cutters now...y’all would def be in Guantanamo Bay today fuckin’ around today

:stare:lol

Im dying at this.

True story the reason I fought the dude that led me to pulling a knife on his older brother was cause he kept calling me taliban.

"Yooo Taliban!!!"

After the first few times I swung at him.
 
Im dying at this.

True story the reason I fought the dude that led me to pulling a knife on his older brother was cause he kept calling me taliban.

"Yooo Taliban!!!"

After the first few times I swung at him.

My uncle still call me that shit from time to time
 
As a boy, you gon get into shit. Me I was a smart dummy. Got my ass kicked real good at age 8, and sent to school with welts and bruises after Veteran's Day for hanging on the wall that divides the toilet stalls in the school bathroom. I was fat chunky kid til 14, the shit broke they called my mom, tried to make her pay for it, she was livid. Came back to school showing off my war wounds and shit, liking how kids either laughed or felt sorry for me, especially this girl i really liked but didn't like me back. It was kind of like a Laura/Steve Urkel kind of deal.
 
Anyway, I was good wit grades and bookwork but dumb as fuck outside of that, mischievous and a thievin lil fucker. If i wanted it was mines. Several times i'd steal shit out of Rite Aid but at age 10 all that thievin shit stopped. It was '95. Looked like a big ass Orange or basketball wit the shit I had on. Orange shirt, orange jeans (my mother smh). Anyway, I'd steal goofy shit like colored pencils and water ballons cuz we'd have water grenade fights at time in the hood when it was hot. Mind you this is June '95. School bout to be over, fuck am I doing stealing pencils? Stuffin' shit down my draws walked out the damn store, alarm went off. Cops pulled up and let me go after I pleaded, crying like a bitch then ran off home. Could've went to juve that day.
 
Anyway, I thought I was slick erasing the message from Rite Aid on the voicemail they left moms. Not knowing that they know EXACTLY who my mother was and she go in there regularly. So she went in there the next day, they told her what happened, she made me strip down to tighty whiteys (switched permanently to wearing boxers/boxer briefs at 14) and tore my ass up. Never stole again.
 
Teenage years I'd say slick shit to moms cuz she was the fussy type. Me being sensitive and emotional with a high tolerance and propensity to put up people's bullshit certainly didn't make things better in and out of school. Never sold drugs not even a nickel bag of weed. Didn't grow in a gang infested city or hood but it was still the ghetto. Just stayed in school and stayed out the fuckin way. I didn't like the police and niggaz wasn't playin fair in the streets what else could I do?
Stayed in the house, watched 10 sec - 15 sec porn clips, downloading music from Kazaa and Napster, played video games and swim during the winter for the high school swim team wearing purple and black speedos. Go figure.
 
Calmed down a whole lot, but held shit on my chest a lot from the inability to express myself. Led to bouts of depression and thoughts of suicide. But for now I avoided being shot/shot at, jail time and other crazy shit niggaz be gettin into. Now I just grind and grind lol.
 
Deliberately actin a fool...never.

Ok there was that 1...2 moments where I was probably 10 or 11. 1st one...I burned a hole in our den carpet. The other...threw a rock towards our car and shattered the back window.

After those 2 incidents, I never did no dumb shyt or acted out. My mama didn't play that.
 
15 when I acquired the 3 P’s a posse, pistol and pussy, was wildin till 17 when things got too real and some real goons called my parents told em to buy a suit to bury me in. the hurt and fear on my folks face that day when they pressed me about what the fuck was I into was enough to make me cut a lot of dumb shit I was doing out ASAP (nothing major just knuckle head shit). I just finally piss off the right killers. Paid some ‘restitution’ stopped hangin with the crew and took my ass to school L7 life is good lol
 
I was a good yet mischievous kid.
My fam (brothers, cousins and uncles)did so much shit..I didn't want to put more pressure and burdens on my parents over dumb shit.

I tried hard to stay outta shit. They been thru enough.
 
15 when I acquired the 3 P’s a posse, pistol and pussy, was wildin till 17 when things got too real and some real goons called my parents told em to buy a suit to bury me in. the hurt and fear on my folks face that day when they pressed me about what the fuck was I into was enough to make me cut a lot of dumb shit I was doing out ASAP (nothing major just knuckle head shit). I just finally piss off the right killers. Paid some ‘restitution’ stopped hangin with the crew and took my ass to school L7 life is good lol
That was nice of them
Seems like they were good guys deep down
 
That was nice of them
Seems like they were good guys deep down
Lol bruh you have no idea...sad part it was mostly over a chick who I ran into again about a year ago she look like kool aid man with floppy tits and a mustache smh I can’t believe how close I got to getting smoked over that shit... But God. I learned the crucial difference between a girlfriend and a neighborhood jump off.
 
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