man i can go on for days with this shyt, i was a fukkin mark as a kid.
i thought all samoans were wild uncivilized nikkkas wit jerry curls running around with spears in they hands
i remember everytime being in harlem wit my pops we would hit 125th, i would always be lookin across the street like a tourist and shyt hoping i would see harlem heat. same with the brooklyn brawler
i thought 1-2-3 kid was really 16
raven and the flock were real life hobo's
lmao me thinking taz was really the baddest motherfukka on earth at 5'8
i used to be scared to go in the woods. when i saw hogan, and sullivan in the woods running and fall into that portal shyt during the dungeon of doom time, i said fukk that, no camping for me. man the whole dungeon of dooms fukkery, with the giant falling off the cliff, the yeti, etc.
i remember when my moms bought this new bike for me, and we didn't live in the best area. i used to leave my bike in the hallway of our apartment. at night i used to peak out the hallway, thinking the repo man was gonna steal my shyt. eventually somebody did, but it wasn't him
when kama took takers urn and melted down into a gold chain. i remember trying to do the same shyt with hangers in my house putting them on the heater.