Freedom Town: Aesthetic and Recreational Lawn Alternative

  • Wanna Join? New users you can now register lightning fast using your Facebook or Twitter accounts.

S.SAVAGE

SICCNESS MOTHERFUCKER
Oct 25, 2011
7,638
88,991
0
112
EAST SAN JOSE
The first time I got a page from a broad back in the high school days that was 823 and her number I had to ask someone what it meant and they said "823 means thinking of you" and I was just like hell yeah she wants the dick.

All those pager codes and trying to form words with numbers that girls used to do back in the days of pagers was confusing.
breh i still hit broads with the random 823 these days via text & I shit you not, 9 times outta 10 it ends up in the hoe coming over for 'drinks' lol
 
Aug 26, 2002
2,504
32,421
113
41
Hard Times
Have you ever asked someone to sell you the clothes they were wearing before?

I saw a guy leaving the bank a few months ago wearing a mint Bill Romanowski Raiders jersey, I yelled at him but he didn't hear me and left.
I tried to buy an 8ball jacket off a crack head a few years back.
 
Aug 26, 2002
2,504
32,421
113
41
Hard Times
i also had a random person nock on my door asking if I'm selling a little nissan sentra bucket i had parked outside i said maybe he offered me 700 on the spot without even test driving it i took the money he picked it up the next day

it was like a 90 sentra
i have this old ass datsun pick up in my alley. A friend basically gave it to me for helping him with some stuff. I get people trying to buy it every month or so . Leaving me notes or just coming to my door. I guess people fix them up or something? I don't know, just waiting until the right day when I'm broke enough that the $700 or whatever they offer me sounds good
 
Aug 26, 2002
2,504
32,421
113
41
Hard Times
cool story time before I go to work:
Good friend of mine got his grow room broke into a couple days ago. Had 10ish pounds stolen of freshly dried (within the last 24 hours). I talked to him, he was fucking pissed but basically wrote it off and was going to move locations. Next day he had an older vet come to his house saying that, while they didn't know each other he had just heard some teenagers hanging with his girls son bragging about robbing this warehouse. So the old vet listened enough to figure out where the place was and went and told my friend. They went and rounded up the kids and ended up getting all of it back minus 15 grams. Thats the short version. They also told the kids they were federal agents and waved guns at them and took their pictures and shit. Hahaha. The kids were literally crying. The whole thing renewed my faith in humanity.