Monday, February 27, 2012

OMG memories

About sixteen years ago my father was walking at night downtown Long Beach and two twenty something year old guys came up behind him and told him to give up his wallet. He did. Then one of the guys jumped in front of him with a knife to his stomach. "Man you got my wallet don't cut me." My dad said. "Man cut that nigga cuz." The man behind my father demanded. So the guy did. He cut him. Deeply. Then turned the knife in his stomach. My father survived. Thankfully.

But seriously? This how we do?

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