damn bro you got the forums on lock, first inventorys thread now this chill out dude you been mad strict

 

one time at band camp......

 

this one night me and my boy cope, were grappling on this huge building painting a mural, and this ghetto bird came whirling by, so we try to haul ass and finish, we do but the thing just keeps watching us. we notice a bunch of swat vans on the ground, so we take off through a tunnel, we get out and hear dogs barking, we split up and i went through this patch of mud, so i jumped in it and covered myself head to toe in mud so the infared wouldnt see me, i just stood there with cops and ghetoo birds flying around, i must have stoof there for a good 14-15 hours before they left, after that i took out my wet naps and cleaned myself up and just walked by the last b it of patroling cops, said hello and went ome to sleep....it was a dope night, we made it onto CNN.

 

that sounds soooo beleavable. i do that every time i go out. i also jump over the ghettos when there in the air and tag the sides

 

i'm glad some people are smart and realize when people are joking or not. :huh:

 

i was in a skate park bowl and me and my partners bikes were on the other side of the fence... it was about 15 feet... he looked over and a cop was putting his flash light on the bikes.... we ran to the other side of the bowl and jumped out.. and jumped off the fence.. which hurt so fuckin bad... and we ran 2 streets down... we got some food, then came back for the bikes.... scary shit.. and a sprained ankle

 

Just give ya schook name out and all the other shit.. Why not include ya first and last name address and number? Got a bank account or anything too??

 

not really a get away story but w/e...........me and sum of my buds where doing some throwies up on this hill on the side of the freeway but thers a bike path at the bottom of the hill and the 2 of them wher at the top of the hill wher the wall was and i was at the bottom in the bushes watchin out for people or po po then this biker comes along and he looks up and sees just the graffiti and no one else cuz we wher all hidden really good and he yells out "come on kids these days!" like he thought no one was around it was really funny

 

ok, now i have a get away story. me and my boy were in this bath room cause i had to piss. i took a streak out and put my name up, and right as we walk out this gurl confronts us saying, "why did you guys do that?" so we just look at eachother and we bolt. 10 minutes later we c cops around and this cop is being real shady and is going slow, we notice this and start running (again) i had to hop a fence go through some yardds wit dogs in them and run through a bike trail, i swear to fucking god, i ran a fucking mile.

 

I'm not sure I get what exactly you were running away from, sounds like pre-emptive paranoia to me. But what do I know, I have had no exiting getaway stories. Talked my way out of trouble a few times, and once I dropped my cans and pretended to be homeless while the po rolled by. I've been seen bombing many times, but the closest I ever actually came to being caught, was on the most low key shit I ever do.
Every time I'm in a bathroom of a resteraunt that isn't too nice or too shitty, I scribe ma name. Just casual shit. So I was at this club in the East end one night, and the first thing I do is go to the bathroom and mop it with this beautiful gold I just made. There were already dozens of tags around so I figured the owners prolly thought it boosted their cred or something. Anyway, I go out for a smoke, and on my way back in the bouncer searched my bag. I had like eight cans of paint in there along with my caps and gloves. The guy was nice enough at first and he told me the bartender would hold on to them until the end of the night, which I said was fine since he was looking for booze. Then he calls the owner over and he starts yelling something awful at me. Screamin this n that about how someone just painted their bathroom two nights ago and they're pissed. He tells me he's gonna call the cops right now and have me charged because he's sure that I did some shit in the bathroom. The bouncer finally convinces him to at least go check for new shit, so they do. Using all my speed I give all my markers to a friend and tell him to go hide them in an alley. They came back out and to my surprise, they didn't even recognize the new graff I just layed. It was real obvious too, big n drippy right on the first wall you see from the door, still smelled. He lets me off with a fuck you and I got my paint back at the end of the night. If you had seen this place, you wouldn't believe how much writing there was everywhere, and he was actin as if I was the first person to ever comit vandalism in his fucking place. I went back a few weeks later and the bouncer wouldn't let me in, he looked me squear in the eyes and said: "No entry, Golden boy" He didn't call the cops but he made started yelling my graff name to the owner, yellin "......'s here! .....'s here!" I left fast but casual and never returned. Funny eh? how that shit doesn't even seem risky but it almost did me in. taught me a lesson though, Think Twice before you fuck with indipendant business owners. Do it, but think it over fer an extra second.

Oh and by the way, Buses DO run all night in a lot of cities, and copters DO track people even for small crimes if they are bored enough and in the area. Aint no jurisdiction on the type of crime committed.

and shut the fuck up cl3ver you aint!

 

haha, lock yourself with another kid in a cubicle to graff.

 

i knew that she knew it was me and friend, we were the only ones in bathroom and as i was leaving i seen a worker walk in, so i just went for the door instead of "browsing" im paranoid but not that paranoid, and who u sayin "and shut the fuck up cl3ver you aint!" to?

 

this one time i went to this big ass bulding at like 5PM (http://www.vegas-online.de/images/buildingillustration.jpg)

and i bought some really good jet packs and me and my buddy flew up there started painintg that shit up. and at least 300 cop cars came and 20 helicopters. but we had such good jet packs they were SOOO fast that we got away and they dint see witch way we were going. it was dope.


^^ ^^ dont worry i found that story on the internet 100% true!

 

and i was thinking about how to hit up a bathroom and getting away if somebody walks in today, i figured that if somebody sees u and approaches u, u cant do shit unless u feel like getting charged wit assault when u get the shit kicked out of u. bathrooms can b deadly, especially if theres somebody fat in there haha

 

i was at this bridge with my friend we were painting and a cnn truck comes we run up to the exit go threw the fence and run the hell outta there

 

Last week i was breaking into an abandoned school. I thought there wouldnt be anyone around because this school has been abandoned for years but this fat security gaurd shouts at me. I run down this hill and he's wadling after me. I turn the corner and jump over the wall of this bridge onto a small ledge below that leads under the bridge. Stayed there for an hour to make sure he'd gone and there were no cops about then went about my busness.

 

an hour? all for a security guard? good luck with that

 

Yeah i'm parranoid about not being caught.

 

ok last summer me and to buddies after work went out on my golf cart around out to my orchard and stuff and we had a idea to wip apples down at this persons pool area off about a 100 foot cliff, we did and we ran to get away before she could drive all the way around the hill and get us but our golf cart broke down and she caught us we appologized and that was that, then just last weekend me and another buddy after work decided to do it again but with eggs this time so we through about 20 eggs down while they were all sitting around by there pool they were staring up at us and yelling when we were out of eggs we jumped on my quad and zipped away, when we were almost at my orchard this random red SUV swirved infront of us and tried to cut us off , we knew that is was the house owner so we ditched into a random orchard at about 50 miles an hour on a quad anthought we had him, but he followed us it was a high speed chase dodging apple trees swirving, then we went into this forest and he was still following us we were swirving trying to get rid of him almost tipping and then we squeezed through this little path that the quad just fit in and he coudlnt fit! so we were scare to death and got away then our quad quit, good thing that didnt happen 2 minutes ago we would have been dead! what a phsyco!