I'm out painting n shit, stop in a g station and it's about 1 am but this gas station kinda lit. Like 8 people in hear some strippers are making a ruckus. Dude infront of me is cracking jokes and shit to not make it awkward I chuckle. We get to talking and he offers me a job a said I'll check it out and left. About a half mile down to road he see me and notices I'm out bombing so he starts talking again and out of nowhere he says "you cool?" I was like what do you mean. The next question is what through me for loop hee offers me $100 for HIM to suck MY dick. Honestly I was offended and started walking away he proceeds to start upping the cash like there was a price to turn gay. he gets to $600 I was creeped out and young at the time and I had a hatchet. I pulled it out and told him to keep moving. Remember Back at the gas station I gave him my phone number because he said he had landscaping jobs available and a few weeks later he calls, I was creeped the fuck out and hung up when I realizzed it was him. Even creepier part is I don't think he was interest until he learned I was only 17 at the time under aged.
I try not to talk to people while im writing but this one dude walked up behind me and i didnt notice and he was all like yo man r u banksy? I was just kinda like wtf? I wasnt even spraying dow a stencil or anything either
once i was at a skate park on an early weekday morning and i kid who was about 9 came up and asked me what it said. I replied, and started walking away. He followed me, telling me random shit about his life. ended up with me saying i had to go to school and leaving. also had a drunk girl ask me to give her my marker
"What the hell are you doing???" Me: *gone* buddy, still tagging. Turns out the person was yelling for their kid
I was hitting up this bike tunnel, some big guy with a pitbull walks by just walking his dog. I just grabbed my cans as quick as possible, and just when he notices I am about to run off he says "I dont care, you can keep going"