I member when my parents found out my dad was like cool he even took me out to paint a few times. my mom flipped but now shes coo with it she flicks shit always.
ma mum knows i used 2 do it but i got busted for it last year so i just changed my name and started again (Y)
k well my parents think i still dont cuss and that i follow the rules like a good little bitch... erm fuck that? i bomb but my parents are oblivious they hate graffiti and their in denial that im into the culture. again.. lifes a abitch...
my parents didnt think i swore either until i dropped the f bomb like over 6 times on my hok=ckey coach and the guy on the bench told him....and yeah im kinda in the "same boat" as the guys above
I ended in the hospital while bombing, told the rents i fell out a tree... My brother and a friend who called the ambulance for me showed up at the hospital to see me about an hour after it happened. they both write. well as they were pullin out of the parking garage, my dad steps out in front of the car, and was like "pop the trunk ***** ima peep ya steez" ok not like that, but he had my brother open the trunk, and found all the paint and shit and we were done for. He had the biggest clue probably because all the sketches and websites we had open. he made us do the 100 community service hours we shoulda gotten. my mom was fine with it, she didnt punish me (they're divorced). She got me paint a few times for canvas' and permission walls, doesnt know i go behind her back and wreck shit.
im fucking dumb. i bombed my neighborhood when i was drunk and the moms knows my name and she stole the rest off my paint.
My parents don't know nothing about graff. Even though in my room there are fat markers, bingo dabbers, cans and my black book haha. Why just today i got my Grandma to by me a can of paint from the shop haha she rocks.
ive only done a couple tags and i got caught and my parents flipped out on me they said if i ever do it again thats it plus they looked through my sketches so they know my name
I got busted like 6 months ago, moral of the story is. "Don't tag in school". I didn't have charges pressed for the £250 worth of damage, so all is good!.
Both my parents know i do graffiti, and they dont mind it at all. It's a relief i don't have to worry about hiding my graff stuff.
I think my parents know that i write.. i mean i've tagged my entire room up.. its pretty obvious. plus the spraycans and shit that litter the floor to my room. and they've seen my blackbook too. they havent said shit about it.. i leave at like 2-3 am to go "skate"