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Did he give out his real address? What a fucking moron.One of my idiot friends advertised a brand new Nintendo Wii around the holidays, right after the Wii came out and was impossible to get, on Craigslist and was SHOCKED that niggers trashed his entire house looking for it the day after it was posted. They destroyed his entire house looking for it and were caught by neighbors who called the cops. My friend still thinks that niggers can be civilized.
The dumb niggers never even found the Wii because it was in a custom carrying case that looked like a briefcase.
Did he give out his real address? What a fucking moron.
Like 10 years ago my buddy was living somewhere for college. He walked across the street and knocked on the door to ask if he could buy weed because “a lot of cars stop there during the day.” They were nice enough guys but I always felt sketchy being there. Always wondered what the one young white woman who was constantly smoking cigarettes on the roof patio’s life was like.That was one of the weirdest things about moving to Washington: drug dealers would sell drugs out of their homes.
Like, it blew my mind that I knew guys who'd go to their friends' houses to buy drugs, like in Pulp Fiction or some shit.
Talk about a sure fire way of putting a target on your house.
This was 2006 before Obama was president even. Before the crazy nigger chimpouts and BLM. And my friend was young and naive and didn't understand nigger behavior and not to relax around blacks. He was an ivy league dope with no street smarts who didn't understand that owning nice things just makes you a target. I doubt he learned his lesson.Did he give out his real address? What a fucking moron.
Hahah dummy, I can see giving out the address if someone agrees to buy it but to just throw it out there is so fucking stupid.This was 2006 before Obama was president even. Before the crazy nigger chimpouts and BLM. And my friend was young and naive and didn't understand nigger behavior and not to relax around blacks. He was an ivy league dope with no street smarts who didn't understand that owning nice things just makes you a target. I doubt he learned his lesson.
I remember when I was in college even before that my landlord said one of the best perks of living in the house I was renting from him was that "it was only Italians, Polish, and Germans here". AKA no "niggers and spics". I lived on a busy street in NY and never saw crime once despite being in a very crowded area. I was renting an 8 bedroom house with some guys on my team that I think cost us each like $400 a month. I shudder to think what college kids are paying for rent now (not that they are learning anything now with current academic standards).
Like 10 years ago my buddy was living somewhere for college. He walked across the street and knocked on the door to ask if he could buy weed because “a lot of cars stop there during the day.” They were nice enough guys but I always felt sketchy being there. Always wondered what the one young white woman who was constantly smoking cigarettes on the roof patio’s life was like.
I remember when I was in college even before that my landlord said one of the best perks of living in the house I was renting from him was that "it was only Italians, Polish, and Germans here". AKA no "niggers and spics".
Good call by leaving it alone haha.To give you an idea of how clueless and cheap I am:
My Dad is homeless and my Mom avoided work like the plague, so we were always short on food, growing up. Probably part of the reason I'm fat now. My Mom would dumpster dive stuff. Food, stuff she could sell at swap meets, etc.
I got into the same habit.
I lived in an ULTRA shitty neighborhood when I was in college. I noticed that people would often come by my apartment and dump shit into our trash can.
Since I'm wired to go dumpster diving, I decided to go out to the dumpster and see what they were dumping there. I could see cars drive up to the dumpster, from outside the complex, and dump stuff on a regular basis. I figured maybe there was something cool, like a computer or something of value.
IT WAS DRUGS
THEY WERE DUMPING DRUGS IN THE DUMPSTER
They were basically doing a "re-up" by using the dumpster as a dead drop. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dead_drop
I think what was happening, was that there was someone selling drugs at the apartment complex. And rather than deliver the drug packages to the apartment, they were dumping them in the dumpster, and then the drug dealers would grab them out of the dumpster. That one day, I basically got to the dumpster before they did, found a package of drugs, and quickly realized I'd probably get stabbed to death if I fucked with it.
Did he give out his real address? What a fucking moron.
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