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anyways lets get back on topic......a few days ago i go to this freight yard thats like 10mins aways from my house. and usually its pretty chill around 3am, i've even gone in their to paint during the day and never had a problem. so im juss chillin painting, yadda, yadda, and i hear what sounds like a crotch rocket, and this sound is coming closer to me. i really didnt think of it as anything much cause theirs a bridge that goes over the frieght yard, so i just assumed it was coming from their. but while i was painting i hear this sound coming closer and closer. so finally im like fuck better go check it out. so i climb on top of the box car so i can get a good view and i see two, fourwheelers coming in my direction so im like fuck better get going. climb back down frantically grab all my paint throw it in my bag. and my next reaction was to look for a place to hide but their really isnt much becuase i was so far down that their was only two tracks and a fence on one side and a creek on the other. so i start running i can hear these fuckers getting to close for comfort. so i figure the best place to go is on top of the boxcar. so i get on top and lie down and hope these assholes didnt see me. well pretty soon these two guys stop right where i was painting and they start talking. i was so close i could hear was they were saying. the one guy said sumthing about two more guys at the end of the layup (where i came in) and then he's like im checking on top just in case. so im like fuck not again i was just in court for this shit a few months ago. so i get up and just book jumping from boxcar to boxcar. which isnt easy with 20 cans in a garbage bag. so i left these two fuckers in the dust cuz at the end of the layup their is like 100ft of just rail road junk ( RR ties, big ass peices of metal) and their is noway their 4wheelers can get over that shit. but i kept in mind that their might be 2 more guys at the end of the train waiting to snag me. so i had two choices. 1 hop the fence and walk through an endless field of grass that was about 8ft tall, or 2 walk through the creek and then a forest till i find the nearest road. so i choosed choice number 2 and got away. but walking through the forest by your self at 4am isnt exactley good for your nerves. cuz the whole time i was walking i kept thinking about the texas chainsaw massacure, or running into some crazy hobo's....yeah fuck graffiti

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you have bad luck dude but then again so do i....that is cutty to keep cans in a garbage bag but for gods sake 20 cans on a solo bombing hype is a bit much thats like a good 10 fills or about 5 million tags....props if u used all of tho....and props on running instead of hiding....when u run u confuse people and its easy for them to lose your trail or go the wrong direction but if they kno ur juss hiding in a certain area your trapped and its more likely theyll find u

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Originally posted by ~KRYLON2~

but walking through the forest by your self at 4am isnt exactley good for your nerves. cuz the whole time i was walking i kept thinking about the texas chainsaw massacure, or running into some crazy hobo's....yeah fuck graffiti

 

 

Most intense 15 minutes of my life were recently along the lines of a very dark long park to get a nice freeway spot. Gripping harder and harder onto that 600ml can of paint..... :twitch:

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Originally posted by Drunk Sober

ever thought about this: if this wasn't a forum and you said this to me in person, I'd kick your teeth down your fucking throat. I'm going to lay down next to my lady now and go to sleep. I'm not homophobic, as a matter of fact you faggots are cool, for every one of you queers, that's 2 more hoes for me!

 

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Originally posted by krs702

ive mainly encountered nice bums who watch me paint or comment about it as they walk by but i have encountered some people who threatened to kill me - can be quite scary

 

 

 

same here. every once in a while they ask me to put their name up too. ive done it a couple times....

 

but yea ive seen a bunch of stuff....crackheads shooting up, hookers, a bum droppin a deuce in a phonebooth, drunken fights

 

and one time me and my buddy were painting a legal downtown and some cop comes up and tries to tell us that it's illegal and he should be arresting us and shit...

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i saw a monkey run accross the street into a bush. i thought i was tripping, and didn't tell anyone til i read in the paper like a week later that this guy had found his missing monkey.apparently he has a whole bunch of cool animals.

 

who's seen nothing but trouble? ok you know those 2 fat retard brothers? well once we were painting in this skinny tunnel that goes under a freeway and we hear the sounds of motorbikes coming, we hesitate on what to do, when these 2 really fat retard looking dudes come riding around the corner and through the tunnel on 50cc mini suzukis from like the 70's the ones with the lawnmower type starters, they rolled through and kicked over all the cans we had sitting around. one didn't even have a shirt on. we laughed after they were gone, but it was still weird

 

 

found a table saw and a chainsaw hidden in a bush. we were all stoked til we saw that there was blood on the chain saw. i got a little freaked, but we went back to my homies ride and drove back to steal the table saw and both saws were gone. we were only gone for about 8-10 minutes. some people i tell that story too say that sometimes chain saw oil is red, but i'm pretty sure this was a bloody saw. either way it's weird that they were gone so quickly

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I was chillin in the train yard one night and everything was very quiet. So my guard is down and all of a sudden I hear something running towards me. I got the heebie jeebies and froze up for a second. It was a fucking possum running towards me, so it went under the train and kept running.

 

I was in an abandoned building taking flicks of old machinery and blessing it with it's first tags and throws. The stairs in this place were all fucked up ready to fall. Up one set of stairs, there is a room with a skylight and like 3 porno mags spread open on some table. They were dirty and crusty too. Not the type of shit I'm going to throw in my backpack.

So I go up another set of stairs and it smells like piss and shit. The floors are all fucked with holes in them. I see this door at the end of a hallway and there is no doorknob. I hear someone tell someone else to be quiet and I see someone looking at me through the hole. I thought the place was empty but it was infested with crackheads. I went back a few weeks later and brought a knife. I checked the hall and didn't hear anything. I went to the door and it was chained. I didn't see anyone or hear anyone. Shit was still eerie though. Crackheads are like rats, you know they are there sometimes, and you sure as hell don't want to see them.

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^^ yeah thats happened before..i like scary shit like that chainsaw and the crackhead one.....shits scary but entertaining.....i stepped on a possum before and got chased outta a train yard by the rest of the family....:lol:

just yesterday i seen a crackhead break into a mcdonalds......dont know what for...food?..money?...lol

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weird shit eh? i got a couple of stories but they werent me, ive just been tolf! neway...

 

a big crew of boys in london get on sum tube carriage wiv a beatbox everyfin full blast, so they smash the lights out and are givin the carriage a serious decoration they get to a stop and the police are waiting 4 them and get on the train and procede to kick the shit out of everyone! but one of the writers for sum reason was wearing a suit so he grabs a book sits down and starts to read! whilst all his mates are gettin busted he gets takin bk to the station also but only to give a witness statement!

 

another time up in north england a big writer is paintin a motorway bridge and as this car goes passed with sum citizen heros in it, they decide to turn round and give chase, but wat they dint realise hf way thru their u turn another car smashes into the side, the writer finds out and scampers his arse up the bank and gets home, the police were called out to the location that night but not 4 the right reason!

 

the crackheads story cums up alot i once saw two gay crackheads sucking each other off 4 drugs at midday round the back of a pavilion

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Once i came back to my car and there were crackheads all over it, sittin on it leanin on it and walkin around it. It was scary tho because before i saw them at my car they sent out crackhead scouts to scope us out. one went pass us on a bike and then one talked to us and the first thing she said was "you gotta gun?" we answered "no" and she walked back to her lil crackhead gang. then on our way back to the car we came across the rest of the gang all over the car. so we walked to the other side of the highway and i caught a cab and left my friend. and told the cab to take me to my car and drive me right up to my door. and it worked, nothing happened since the cab was there and swooped over and scooped my friend up.

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i've walked into crackhead dens and shit with heroin needles all over the walls holding up signs that said shit like "fork it over whitey" and "shut the fuck up yuppie and hand over the cash". there were also tons of bottles full of piss all over.

as far as bombing stories i've only seen the usual things like cars getting broken into

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i was walkin around during the day taking flix and catchin cutty shots with my boy. were walkin down the street and we pass by these CHP officers talkin to a mechanic and we hear the cops say to him "are those the kids you saw tagging?" we're like fuck! so we start walkin faster when one of the pigs yells Hey Stop!! we kept walking pretending we didnt hear em, so suddenly one pig starts jogging after us. instantly my boy breaks through traffic, and ducks into a parking lot, with the pig runnin full speed right behind him. i wasnt expecting that, so there was no way i could have outrun em. the other cop stops me, but luckily the mehcanic only saw my boy hit up, but not me. they start questioning me, and i made up some shit about not really knowing that "tagger". they asked for my phone #, so i gave him a fake one... then the fucker proceeds to dial it up on his cell! but no one picked up, so i got hella lucky. i kept puttin my hands in my pockets while he was talkin to me, and he got hella mad and every time i did it was like "Get your hands out of your Fuckin pockets kid!!" it was hillarious. they finally had to let me go, and i went and met up with my boy and had a laugh over a blunt, straight chillen'...

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If you like bombing stories, y'all should read the interview Life Sucks Die did with Saber about the L.A. river piece.

 

That guy endured some serious shit to get that thing done for sure.

 

I've been fucked with by local heros a lot more than the police. i swear to god....Johnny average and Joe six pack don't seem to when the fuck to mind their own buisness. One time some dude got on his kids Razor scooter and chased me down a hill before i cut through three backyards and then looped back around to get to my car.

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san francisco has the grimiest fucking crackheads, bums, and gangbangers in the world

 

ive seen bums fighting over a pizza on height street, gay dudes fucking eachother in delores park, a bum beating up this hobo bitch near the 3rd street yards, a bum taking a shit in the middle of market street in the daylight as hella kids walked by, crackheads walking around with their dicks hanging out, heroes pulling their wannabe cop bullshit, nortes and sur cats walking around mission street checking anyone that walks by at night, lots of black fools beating up other black fools, AND HUNDREDS OF PEOPLE CHILLIN AROUND SAN FRANCISCO SMOKING BLUNTS in doorways, busstops, parks, street corners, on the back of buses, anywhere...thats how we do it in the scoe bitch

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the sco fa sho but u cant forget when i was driving down franklin street and i saw a taxi with fools in it throwing pennies at what that they thought were female prostitutes and one turned around whistled rushed the car followed by about 10 other hookers who happened to actually be men who opened the doors pulled out everybody but the driver and from what i saw before i got to far away to see was the fools that got pulled out getting stomped on by men dressed up as women in stilettos or when a crackhead during the daytime opened the emergency exit window on the left side of the bus that was parralel to traffic going the opposite way and juss kinda stood on his seat and rolled out and hit the ground rollnig away from the bus so he wudnt get run over by the bus and have all the cars going the other way slam on the brakes causing a fender bender and the bum got up and brushed his shoulders off n goes up to some stunned ass dude on the sidewalk and yanks the dangling ciggarette out of his mouth and tosses it into his own and walks casually away wiping dirt of his jacket

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