Wednesday, August 11, 2004

DAVE IS GETTIN' PAID!!!!

Went and hung out with Ann today, I helped her move some shit to the dump today, and she hit me with, not only lunch at Taco Hell, but 25 dollaz! NIGGA!!!! Money = Gas. Yay! Not only that, but I cashed in my Wal-mart stock, and I have a check for 1300 mo dollaz comin'! MO MONEY, MO MONEY, MO MONEY!!!!! STACKIN' CHIPS! MAKIN' PAYPA!!! PUT IT IN MY POCKET BITCH, WHUT!!! DOLLAZ, CHEDDA, GREEN!!!

Sorry, I get excited.

I wish there was a chop shop around here, I would be rich as fuck. Alright yall, If you ever need a car for some reason and you don't wanna do all that jimmying the door, bypassing alarms shit, just head down to any gas station. The Royal station that I worked at would be a great place to pick up a quality ride free of charge. I can't remember how many times I would see people park their cars, get out and come in to buy shit WITH THEIR CAR STILL RUNNING!!!! Escalades, Cadillacs, cars, beaters and heaters, all just chillin', ripe for the pickin'. They would park them around back too, where they couldn't even see their vehicle. All you would have to do is wait around, not look suspicious, and when somebody parked, just get in it like you own it and drive off!

No, I'm not an evil mastermind, I prefer the term, "Criminal entrepreneur".

I'm tellin' you, if I can't make money legally... I'll still make it.

What else could make money? I remember me and a friend of mine used to steal shit out of cars when I was younger. It was so easy too, especially at night. Just find a car that's away from people and doesn't have an alarm on it, and check the doors. If one of them is unlocked, great! Whatever's inside is yours! People leave all sorts of crazy shit in their cars, alhough it was rare that we'd find money. CD's are all over, you can pawn them shits. Bring a bag with you though.
[Remember, only do this one LATE at night.]

Later.

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