Bombing stories

[Ray40]

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[RoNiN MoB]

Two guys I knew, Onione & Grips where drawing up an e2e for autoracks layed up.  Grips took over and mapped out the letters.  Then Loaded up there bags with Rusto black , Rusto white, Rusto metallic Blue, and some dollar cans to sketch the outline. Grips drank a few bud Ice Onione was on papers totally sober. At 12:01 they stepped out the house and headed to the layup on foot.

 

The crib was strategically placed only 3 blocks off the line.  A short walk and they arrived on the spot. A cool Fall night with little wind and dark as  Acee’s witches brew. The perfect night to get busy on the sleeping giants.  They posted up in the normal spot painted there x50 before at least. 
 

Grips spoke up .

“Bro you can’t see shit here tonight no light.” 
Onione agreed reluctantly.

“Yeah, there is light down the way but we can spotted from the empty parking lot off the line.” 
 

We had never painted this section of the line as a pair , they where doing something new not a artwork the had done 100x over. They both agreeded they needed more light picked up the Jansports and headed down the line. These boys refused to use phones , flashlights, or lighters so tonight they had to deviate from the master plan . An improvisation of a script that’s never broken rarely goes smoothly.

these two amigos walk 100 yards down the line . Once they reach the Best lit rack on the layup, Griper pulls out the sketch and picks up a can of Black Color Place. Oni knew the deal, fill in the letters black behind him. As Gripz reaches the end of the outline he walked back down the car to onione. 
 

“ There is Metwo nsck/Fhc two letter throw up at the end of the car.” Grips whisperd

 

Both walked to the end of the right side of the autorack to inspect there friends work. 
 

Onione spoke up first .    

 

  “ don’t cover it just let it ride.” 

 

Grips always one step ahead said.

 

  “ nah, we going to do a bigger me2 over top it.”

 

he started sketching over top the bomb and Oni1 went back to filling in the black. Hours pass and both our boys in need of a cigarette . The fumes had them feeling lofty was somewhere around 2 am . Finger cramp has set in. Everything is filled in black white outline , blue tick lines in the 3D. Last thing to finish was the me2. 
 

“Fuck man we are out of paint . This isn’t a full e2e and we left our homie sketched over it looked dissed or unfinished . We have to make a paint run “ onione said pissed. 
 
Tired they walked the line and the road back to pad. Lighting up cigs as they walked back to the main spot . Cracking the door the Dodge Charger they jumped into ride to Wally World across town. Grips drinking Ice beers as a Jedi mind tricks blasted in speakers out the back . 
 

Grips-nasty said taking a draw off his camel “ I ain’t got no money brother.”

  
onions responded “ I got a few dollars.”  And winked.

 

 

 

 

 

Edited February 15, 2020 by RoNiN MoB