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hah! smallpimpin called me out. like that old school hit. I Got It Made. i dont got no job yet. Im just worth at least 35k a year. had yall for a minute huh. nahhfor real though... i should get good job soon. im buzzed on beer and paint fumes. homegirl laced me with cash for a canvas, shits turning out dope yo. regarding my oldschool 80s vocab slang, im horrible, fool, i drink beer and im like yeah fool, mad shit yo...shit was tight fool. no articulation and grammar on that shit. i found a real cool radio station and freaked a foam brush. today was good day. took a ride on the freeway. stupid malt liqour oner.

Take part in my experiment! - 22 if you click the link there is illustrations. http://www.craigslist.org/about/best/sdo/61349251.html Reply to: anon-61349251@craigslist.org Date: Fri Feb 25 16:49:18 2005 1. Abstract of Experiment. You would like to go on a date with me. 2. Introduction. Hi, my name is Theresa. 2.1. Appearance. I am about 5’5” tall. I have dark brown hair, and blue/green eyes. I weigh approximately 115 pounds and I have no outstanding warrants for my arrest. Please note that, while my hair is approximately its natural color at present, it is liable to change three or four times a year. 2.3.a 2.2. Personality and Stuff. I am a law student at the University of San Diego. I am also a pianist, guitarist, soon-to-be violinist, tennis player, and cold-blooded killer who dabbles in drawing, painting and photography. I'm not a frequent gym patron, but I'm always up for a game of tennis, bowling or darts. I am playful and tricky (much like a hyena), but I can also be timid at times (like a tree frog). And, I can also be silently deadly at times (like a poisonous tree frog). But, mostly, I’m just a human. 2.3. Things I Do and Don't. I often read books or go to incredibly awesome concerts. I’m starting to cook more, and I used to be a DJ. Lately, I've been very busy with my law school studies but I’m augmenting the hard stuff with some diversionary classes: modern dance, music composition and an acting class. I taught some kids some crap over the summer, and I just bought a brand new, silver Mazda 3! 2.1.a I like to enjoy a few drinks, but I really don’t care for smoking (pretty gross). So, if you do have something to drink, I'll probably be happy to drink the same thing, whether it’s Two-Buck Chuck or a strange martini. Although I’m not playing that much tennis right now, I’ll hopefully be playing more and more as time passes. 2.1.b 3. Hypothesis. You are going to ask me out on a date soon. 4. Experiment. 4.1. Materials. I am extremely picky about my dates/potential future mate, and place higher value on intelligence, sense of humor, your great taste in music and the fact that you don’t still live with your mom, as opposed to your abs, pecs or the size of your wee-wee. (although being a really terribly hot drummer or something won’t hurt you). I'm particularly looking for someone who has interests, passions, and the courage to follow them for as long as it takes. If I'm interested in dating you, I'll probably want to see you several times a week, even if it's just once during the week, and once or twice on the weekends - maybe we’ll go out to lunch on a Tuesday or a Thursday, and I’ll wear something really cute – I might wear some of my really cute boots. You should know words like spank, homework and pandemonium, and phrases like "multiple orgasm," and "I’m in this place called ‘class.’" It would be a grave blow to our potential romantic relationship if you like listening to Kenny G, or if you look like Kenny G, or if you also kill people for a living (because we’d be competing for marks, and that would make things a bit strained… although if you really do kill people for a living, it still might work, as long as they are all bad people, or if you work outside the San Diego metro area. 4.2. Things We Can Do Together. We can go to a really rockin’ concert, play tennis, or see a movie. Or you can show me some of your artwork, or play me a few of your favorite albums (or get out an instrument and play me a song you wrote). Or we can just go out for coffee. Or better yet, we could go out to Bob’s Big Boy for Hot Fudge Cake. 5. Conclusions / Unanswered Questions. I’m even cuter than these illustrations suggest. You should e-mail me. Where have I been all your life? I like hot fudge cake.

I have no debt. None. My rent and bills totals 600 a month. After taxes i pull around 2200. No car payment to worry about which means no insurance, no gas, no tickets, no repairs. Basically the reason we want to start a LLC is cause we want 6 or 7 people on it. Its nothing I plan on doing overnight, im 27 would like to be supporting myself as a landlord by 35 and comfortably wealthy by 45 and straight retire. The real estate market is so hot in the bay area its seriously retarded. I used to live with my ex in some clapboard ass condos. These fools bought one, did a 1 month remodel sold it in two weeks and made 50k. Theres that angle and buying and leasing until the taxes are not going to rape you when you resell, i forgot how long that is exactly, but with the rate that cali props. increase, your looking at a almost double your money sell in as little as ten years which is chunky considering the average price for a home is 550 gs. But the rents here are so retarded in some cases that you have nothing to lose by going for that mortgage if you can. However, I dont plan on buying in the bay first. Way to much cash, an earthquake is overdue. After the earthquake? Probably. In the mean time there is tons of new bedroom communitys being built. Our population is supposed to increase like 40% in the next ten years which is going to knock prices up mad crazy. I found a 10g loan i qaulify for and will be using that to establish my credit, so hopefully in two years with that repaid and a good business partner I will be able to qaulify for a mortgage. It would be kind of nice to get married, cause you can pull a mortgage with a joint income of 100gs and you get fat tax breaks to. anyway.... right on for the responses. I was thinking about school, and since its free to go right now I will probably be enrolling shortly. Peace 12oz!

talking about selling drugs on the net is stupid. if you did make a couple grand, save that shit and dont tell no one about it. try a safe deposit box and save that shit till your broke. stop selling drugs, find a job, go to school, do somthing!!! 98% of drug dealers lose it all in the end. the key is to get out after making money.

nahh dog... im on track..im not complaining nor looking for sympathy or help or any of that shit.... more just trying to share my viewpoint on life and perhaps assist a 12ozer on getting on a better track to becoming a property owner and doing whatever they want to do with their life. ey yo, its channel zero...give a fuck with all the worthless shit on here. at least i tried to start a discussion on real economic ideas, principals and strategys that could play out in to becoming a large property owner and making a ton of cash. i mean, i could work a desk job or a trade and make a nice living, but to make millions, you either need a really good idea or own property. basically what im saying, is if you have credit cards, and established credit...work hard to keep that shit top notch and buy property. learn about what it takes to maintain and lease a property and do that shit! its a very serious adult conversation...rather out of place for channel zero..but hey...it was what was on my mind after a few fortys.

well, a few years ago.... i was paying stupid high rent and not thinking on how to be a millionare so i can travel the world when im old and grey.

yo Key... i paint a nice style. good letter structure. nice fills. i caught cases though. im way closer to thirty than i am 20, my homegirl who i would totally marry and have a child with just got her real estate license and i got friends in construction. i pull a decent amount yearly 35gs or so. i have no credit yet, no debt...and like i said i paid mad rent... im in this to win this...i want to be rich! easiest way i see is to either start a .com and get bought out or borrow money, buy property, lease it out until the taxes stop jacking you and resell. its straight adult shit. you can get jacked, but worst comes to worst, if your not fucked on your credit you can call bankruptcy and keep a house and a car. we are thinking about starting a llc and borrowing as a group to buy property. straight up yo, i can paint pieces till the day i die...i only have so much time to make a few million you know?? im pretty drunk to.

im tellin you... buy property. if you own property, your rich. watch out though cause they will try and jack your ass for it to. point blank...my apt is 1600 a month..my parents mortgage is 1700. get the point? the money i have dumped on rent could have had me a qaurter into a house that would have gained 30% in property value by now. use that credit to get a mortgage!!! buy other propertys agains that, lease em out for 5-10 years, let the property appreciate, remodle em and sell them shits..... your a millionare by 45 -50 at the latest.

be responsible with that credit line and in 5 years youll have a credit line of 50 grand if you have an income to support it. credit is no joke. take advantage of that and start building your credit to qaulify for a mortgage and then pull pimp shit like revolving credit lines of 100G's. or you can fuck it off and pay mad interest while being in debt for a long ass time and completely screw your chances of qaulifying for a mortgage.

Its Life, its rough, its hard, its easy, its life. hmmmmmm... I guess this thread is dedicated to self introspection over the last years. Im getting older. What do I care about now? Racks, Heavens, Freights, Shots, Hos, Kicks... not really. Im more concerned with property ownership, equitable credit lines, luxury furnishings...none of which i have. However I think i can get just as up with a piece of furniture that sells than i can with a burner that rides you know? So, 12oz is a nice community that retains a lot of intelligent established citizens coming from a graffiti background. point blank.....i want a house a car a wife a pitbull and maybe a kid. im getting old. i give it up to those that write that are older than me...but hey..i kinna sucked at graffiti. i want money. cold hard cash. revolving credit lines and property. you can make stoopid money with property. its easy to do as well....you would not belive what slumlords get away with. and these are motherfucking slum lords...bitches got like a million plus in revolving equity. so i guess i created this thread to open a forum of discussion on getting rich in our current economy. if you can buy property in cali for example your rich. property in the bay area went up 20% in one fucking year. average for the state is 13-15% yearly...YEARLY. once you buy one you can borrow against it to buy more and so on.... you know what im saying though? me and my ex bitch dropped 80 grand in rent by the time we were 26. where the fuck was the class in highschool that taught you how to buy a house at 19??? bling motherfucking bling...

saw that shit on the news... check this... customer went to the employees and they were like nahh its a vegetable and kept selling the chili till the authorities came. saw that shit on the news....

the castro is to be avoided for sure.

for shopping and stuff... you want market st, union sqaure, if you want mainstream shit,... hayes valley, upper and lower haight for boutiques and cool people shit. most stores have flyers for clubs so if you want to go to a club pick up a flyer or two. the mission is cool. its a small city with lots of busses that run almost 24 hours a day. go to a bar, have a drink, introduce yourself, people are friendly. dont buy drugs on the street and watch out for the overabundance of human and dog shit on the sidewalks and your good to go. good bars in downtown, upper lower haight, divisadero by the haight, mission..... lots of good graffiti almost everywhere and more entertaining crackheads than you can shake a stick at.

Dice and Natrl... some negros i hold close to the heart... \ im drunk as fuck.

its a trip to see all those flicks cause i started writing round 92 93, first trip to sf was 92....i tripped. out the burbs seeing shit painted three storys up!!!! crushed buses. i havent seen that shit in like 12 years. good memorys. thanks for posting all those CAcashrefund. i recall some bullshit like a antigraffiti group from DC came out and buffed psycho city on a nationwide campaign...like paid for all the buff and did the labor just to wipe out graff. fuck that...early 90s sf was destroyed with graffiti...every district was just crushed.

Mobb Deep. Mac Dre. Mos Def. ODB Brooklyn Zoo. Dj Krush Milight. some 80s shit is whats on rotation currently.

right on CA.

i useda pack mace

i remember that Capitals Best production in person from 94. buncha kids takin the train in from the sacto to catch the sights of Psycho City. i swear i walked by that old spot and its all pieced up by Diet Pastime and Rolex. Norm caught a savvy roof on it.

junior.... that shit cracks me up when they are tied up and realize they both fucked that blond double agent broad.

those old school Dest devils are the goods. nice thread cracked.

those kitchen shots remind me of when i worked in the jail kitchen. shit was comedy, smoking weed in the bathroom, getting cracked out on coffee...plus my moms knows the chef, civilian, right...so i got lectured about what i was doing in jail. made a lot of bread and pushed meal carts around a federal holding facility. b boying with fellow inmates behind the huge stoves...cooking pancakes for 500 is no joke. cracking 1500 eggs is no joke either. jail sucks, but working in industrial kitchens is kinna fun. wish i woulda got flicks. hah.....shoulda seen fools fuck up a 40 pound block of cheddar. the food at the jail was good though, mothefucking sheriffs would come by when it was pastrami day.

first time i took shrooms i rode in a car on the freeway and it freaked me the fuck out! i mean, i figured since i had been taking acid regularly, an eight of shrooms to the dome shoulda been gravy...nope. completely freaked out on freeways and tv and had to sit in a garden and look at the stars till i came down.

i just know things out of knowwhere. im like the retarded extraterrestrial out my click... however i am working on my telepathic text messages. they work allright sorta. the whole reapearing disapearing thing is pretty hype to though. im convinced im some rare species and will decline to further explain the fact that substantial circumstancial evidence is being provided to me about my life on another world. in other news.........