I REMEMBER MY MOM USED TO GO TO MEXICALI AND BRING OVER A SHITLOAD OF FIREWORKS AND JUST HAND THEM OVER TO ME LIKE "GO HAVE SOME FUN".
IM TALKING LIKE M-1000'S,BOTTLE ROCKETS, FIRECRAKERS, CHERRY BOMBS, AND ROMAN CANDLES. NOTHING BUT EXPLOSIVE, DANGEROUS SHIT... I WAS ONLY LIKE 9 YEARS OLD
MAN I WAS SLANGING THEM AND BLOWING SHIT UP FROM ORANGE TO SANTA ANA AND THIS WAS LIKE IN APRIL OR SOME SHIT...
NOW THAT I THINK OF IT, THAT WAS GANGSTER ON MY MOMS PART. EITHER THAT OR SHE HAD A GOOD LIFE INSURANCE POLICY ON ME. I DONT KNOW HOW THE FUCK I DIDNT BLOW OFF A LIMB...BUT PLENTY OF CATS AND DOGS GOT THE BUSINESS.