Yesterday, me and my friend were skating around catching flicks of trains and sh*t in my town. Got some really good stuff and everything was pretty chill. So we end up going back to his house, we get bored of playing 360 and end up heading out about 11 to go for a night skate and catch some more flicks. We drove out to an area and parked in some apartment parking lot. We end up skating to some tracks that had some trains on it, which never does, so we start walking the tracks. It was a hella far walk and pretty hard, really sketch too. Once we end up getting there, we were underneath the freeway and realize there is graff on the bridge. We jump the fence and walk up the hill to the bridge. We see a huge ass burner and various other pieces and chars within the bridge which you can jump up into. It was pretty crazy cuz you dont expect to see graff like that in my town. We were pretty pumped about the spot cuz it was chill, there was good pieces and it was far from the road and work sites so no one could see you. It seemed like not a lot of people knew about it, cuz most of the graff was legit and good and the last piece was dated in '06. Barely any gang sh*t so that was cool too. I ended up catching flicks like mad. My first thoughts in my head were to post the flicks here on AP when i got home... but i didnt make it that far.
As we were there for a bit, we decided to head out and go back to my car. We got out successfully and skated to my car. As we got closer to my car, from a long ass f*cking skate, I didnt see my car anywhere. I kept saying, do you see my car..i parked there didnt I? As we finally got to the spot where I parked..it was obvious now that my car was gone. My car got f*cking jacked. Even worse, we had just paid $1100 dollars for parts to a guy so it could get new motor sh*t and fixed. We aren't getting that money back. Even more bad news, my cell phone was in there, along with my $150 Ray Ban sunglasses that my girl got me, various markers, paintsticks, stickers, $100 dollar running shoes, shorts, longboard wheels, and some Jagermeister and tequila in the trunk. I had to delete the pics from my camera cuz i was dealing with an officer and didnt want proof that we were on private property and taking pictures of graffiti(Not that its illegal to take pictures, but it didnt fit our story). We just said we were skating a few roads down. Even worse, the cop didnt even give a sh*t and i deleted the pics for no reason. I had to call and wake up my mom since the cars in here name, my dad found out this morning and i woke up at 4:30 to hear him screaming his ass off like I have never heard in my life. He talked hella sh*t saying I'm gonna be 19 soon and I'm still skating around the ghetto acting like a fool (my dad loved that car, once i head to school, he had a lot of plans for it.) The cop was a dumbass and didnt even give a sh*t and just kept talking about his gay life when he went to college. It seems like they never care unless you are the one getting arrested. I have absolutely no respect for cops now. I'm going to school soon. Have no car to get there, no phone, I'm gonna have to spend a sh*tload of more money and now I'm just waiting for my car to turn up with everything jacked, it in a canal or it burned to the core. FML.
sur1 wrote:fast = respect