Kids Today Will Never Know The Struggle Of...

[iBrowse]

those phone calls til' 6 in the morning phone hot as shyt all night

good times

I remember having to stand up by the outlet so I could charge my phone while talking to her around 3 in the morning .

 

[wingzboy]

shyt brehs

 

[kevon95]

Thats funny as hell. I just was talking to my momma about that recently. I did that back in elementary school. Lol i was raised in the church so my momma didn't want me to be talking all "mannish". Lmao one time i was talking on the phone and all i heard was somebody on the other line pick up the phone slowly and breath into the receiver .

 

[Mac Brown]

What my H-Town nikkas know about going to Astroworld and Stadium Bowl in the summertime and actually pulling girls and getting numbers? Me and my cousins use to make sure we had pens and paper before getting dressed to go anywhere.

Astroworld and Stadium bowl

 

[Geechiedan214]

Y'all done took a nikka way back g mane classic thread right here true story. My mama sounded like a young chick too way back when and she always picked up the phone when I was Hoggin the jack in slow seductive voice it seemed and said my name. bytches would let me have it ....ya bytch over there who is that? This etc. Etc. Lmao dam Lil bih cool out

 

[Vic Damone. Jr]

Those kids gonna be like "Da fukk is an iphone? We Teleport to the p*ssy!!!"

 

[:-)]

I used to hate calling my guy friend's house. (yes, just a friend...that I liked but happy nothing ever came from it ***)

I would call and his mama would pick up ---

His mama: "YOU'RE MY FUTURE DAUGHTER IN LAW! YOU'RE SO PRETTY!" "When you gone marry my boy?"

Me: ***giggles*** "I'm not ready for that we're just friends"

His mama: "I CAN TELL YOU'RE A PRETTY RICH GIRL! PRETTY!!" ***all of this in a heavy St. Lucian accent

Me: ***giggles nervously because he wasn't good looking but we were good friends****

.............friendship ended because I found out he knew about people wanting me killed and he didn't care





Same conversation for the next guy friend I had...............hell that ended because he was the main one that wanted me raped and killed. Probably explains why I really don't trust men. His mama used to snatch the phone to hear my voice and him and I used to talk and text for hours (this one was a college thing). I guess I just come from an ain't sh*t place where the men want to rape everyone.


Sorry to get off topic. But now? I love to Skype since I have a social phobia from all the stuff I went through. It's helping me a lot. I fall asleep on the phone now I love to see my friends' faces instead! But I always got that "future daughter in law thing" and I was never dating any of them at all. Guess I'm special.

 

[CouldntBeMeTho]

I used to hate calling my guy friend's house. (yes, just a friend...that I liked but happy nothing ever came from it ***)

I would call and his mama would pick up ---

His mama: "YOU'RE MY FUTURE DAUGHTER IN LAW! YOU'RE SO PRETTY!" "When you gone marry my boy?"

Me: ***giggles*** "I'm not ready for that we're just friends"

His mama: "I CAN TELL YOU'RE A PRETTY RICH GIRL! PRETTY!!" ***all of this in a heavy St. Lucian accent

Me: ***giggles nervously because he wasn't good looking but we were good friends****

.............friendship ended because I found out he knew about people wanting me killed and he didn't care





Same conversation for the next guy friend I had...............hell that ended because he was the main one that wanted me raped and killed. Probably explains why I really don't trust men. His mama used to snatch the phone to hear my voice and him and I used to talk and text for hours (this one was a college thing). I guess I just come from an ain't sh*t place where the men want to rape everyone.


Sorry to get off topic. But now? I love to Skype since I have a social phobia from all the stuff I went through. It's helping me a lot. I fall asleep on the phone now I love to see my friends' faces instead! But I always got that "future daughter in law thing" and I was never dating any of them at all. Guess I'm special.

Wait... What?!

Can you explain that part about someone wanting to kill you a lil better?

 

[soulfuljah]

I used to hate calling my guy friend's house. (yes, just a friend...that I liked but happy nothing ever came from it ***)

I would call and his mama would pick up ---

His mama: "YOU'RE MY FUTURE DAUGHTER IN LAW! YOU'RE SO PRETTY!" "When you gone marry my boy?"

Me: ***giggles*** "I'm not ready for that we're just friends"

His mama: "I CAN TELL YOU'RE A PRETTY RICH GIRL! PRETTY!!" ***all of this in a heavy St. Lucian accent

Me: ***giggles nervously because he wasn't good looking but we were good friends****

.............friendship ended because I found out he knew about people wanting me killed and he didn't care





Same conversation for the next guy friend I had...............hell that ended because he was the main one that wanted me raped and killed. Probably explains why I really don't trust men. His mama used to snatch the phone to hear my voice and him and I used to talk and text for hours (this one was a college thing). I guess I just come from an ain't sh*t place where the men want to rape everyone.


Sorry to get off topic. But now? I love to Skype since I have a social phobia from all the stuff I went through. It's helping me a lot. I fall asleep on the phone now I love to see my friends' faces instead! But I always got that "future daughter in law thing" and I was never dating any of them at all. Guess I'm special.

 

[SeveroDrgnfli]

AOL instant messages was my shyt. I'd be making on that pre text message era. Private chats,
A/S/L was the only question i'd ask. I still have my AOL account active just in case civilization crashes. It'll be popping again after the apocalypse, watch.

 

[:-)]

Wait... What?!

Can you explain that part about someone wanting to kill you a lil better?

All I'm gonna say is this:

Anytime one of the guys in the group (I found this out a few years later though) would date someone, they would invite them to a party and rape them (looking back I thank my parents for never letting me go out to a party; my mom always got "dreams" so she knew that something was going to happen and she still gets dreams now). So they'd rape the women they'd date and try to kill them. It wasn't just one person, it was a group of guys who were all friends together. They would pick a girl and go after her. Thank God none of them were killed (to this day I still don't understand why would you want to do that) but the main one I liked had his girlfriend raped a year before I got there (2003 -- I came in 2004) and she went mental -- moved to another state and never came back. No one has seen her since then. But it turns out that for me it was worse. I didn't know that so many chicks who were also friends with those guys and myself (I thought I had girlfriends) were wanting to cut me and fight me because I beat the hell out of their ringleader. I remember my last year there the cosmetology girls were looking for me with hot combs, knives, a few had guns and so forth. It was just me but the club I was in (we were all into some weird sh*t from anime to magic to music) backed me up and one had my back on some "The Craft" type of sh*t and those girls didn't even bother me. They were scared sh*tless of her because she was a hardcore goth . It was a big mess. They didn't like the light skinned chicks, or "chick in this case" -- ME -- the only light one. I was obviously ditzy and knew nothing about protecting myself or game, but I knew how to fight. It got worse when I got into that fight. We were fighting over the same guy. I thought he liked me but it turns out he didn't but he would confuse me and follow me, be nice...blah blah blah...... It was so bad the other new light skinned chick left our Black Student Association and left the college. She was scared and she was sweet but she left after a few months. Hell even some of the white folks I was cool with were like "girl you do better leaving them alone I know ain't too many black folks here but damn " I wish I listened cuz it got worse......
My parents knew something was off about them because the one in college (2004 - it was a community college and all of this mess was going on) I liked would walk me to my parents' car but never "look up". My mom always say "if he doesn't look up then he's sneaky watch him". That's all I can say. My mom would run into older people who would teach there (but left because it got too gangsta and beyond hood -- folks selling weed on campus out of suitcases and I remember some of the guards and cops coming to make purchases by the cafeteria .......folks throwing condoms in trees in the parking lot; folks having sex in the food area; naked people running around campus; flashers; folks sleeping in the grass ....condoms on cars....sh*t and p*ss everywhere.....the whole campus smelled like body fluids......weird sh*t) and they would tell her "why didn't you let her go to the colleges that she got accepted into? Why would you make her go there (I wasn't allowed to go to college because of my 2nd oldest sister -- she said "she only wants to go off to get pregnant like very other girl; still haven't dated and never have so that was never true)? Get her out of there that place is no good! Please protect her get her some mase!

So my dad would ride around and eventually he withdrew me once sh*t popped off. They even got a cop involved and said I wanted to shoot them but it backfired. My sister worked with the judge and officers in higher positions and she found out about it. One call.....They left me alone. I have no clue what that judge did but the harassment stopped. They would see me in the store and run after that. So obviously I got family that know people. But a year later one of the crazy dudes I was friends with (they used to picked on him too because he was mental a little bit) broke down and told me all hell broke loose once I left. The campus had a major increase in security, folks were getting busted, and a lot of the white folks who were friends with me started telling and people got their butts beat -- fights on top of fights on top of fights. The black friends I did have ran into me months later and confirmed everything that ol' boy told me and folks were getting kicked out of school and so forth -- turns out they were doing it to other light skinned chicks (I honestly don't know why the light chicks were targeted at all ain't sh*t special about us ) that I never knew about or have met. It had been going on since 2002. These dudes were on some hood Gucci Mane Chief Keef sh*t for no reason.
I also found out that I was being watched since 2002 (I was going on 16 in high school and I went to high school with the guy's cousin; who in the hell plans something for 2 years just to mess with somebody? He went to our rival high school so somehow they knew me before I got there).

It's something I'm honestly still trying to get over because it all happened from 2005 to 2007 which caused me to never finish college but finish online years later. That really messed up my head. I was a very naive girl, my mom taught me nothing about boys/men and I was friends with all the black folks in the game room; come to find out they didn't like me. I was so damn sheltered if you told me dogs could talk at night I'd probably believe it. Hell mama was still beating on my ass at 19 until my dad told her to stop and that's enough of that foolishness. I'm 30 now....much stronger but I have a brick wall up emotionally when it tends to come to my own people out here. I run into the one that almost lost his life every now and then and man.............while I look healthy and happy, but still careful . I can't wait until I'm able to move away from here and not come back. I will fly my family out to see me f*ck coming back. I've said before I live in a redneck area but that school is in a ghetto area so it's our closest one.


But I live in a small ass town outside of Houston so a lot of the folks are nutty as hell here. I only tell people I'm from Houston and I prefer to keep it that way. Karma is real though because the guy I liked ended up almost losing his life in 2009 and it took him a hot minute to recover. He lost a lot of weight and is only 10 pounds heavier than me now. He looks 50 and we're only a year apart. I think once my crazy friend told they did something to him. I haven't heard from him since.


But as far as the guy I liked that got hurt...................God don't like ugly. ................and I am forever grateful and stay prayerful and thankful that I am here, 30 years old, alive and I'm grateful that my parents knew how to peep game. I went through that to wake me up and not be so nice. I just wish I could fully heal and trust again but it's kinda hard to.

 

[CouldntBeMeTho]

All I'm gonna say is this:

Anytime one of the guys in the group (I found this out a few years later though) would date someone, they would invite them to a party and rape them (looking back I thank my parents for never letting me go out to a party; my mom always got "dreams" so she knew that something was going to happen and she still gets dreams now). So they'd rape the women they'd date and try to kill them. It wasn't just one person, it was a group of guys who were all friends together. They would pick a girl and go after her. Thank God none of them were killed (to this day I still don't understand why would you want to do that) but the main one I liked had his girlfriend raped a year before I got there (2003 -- I came in 2004) and she went mental -- moved to another state and never came back. No one has seen her since then. But it turns out that for me it was worse. I didn't know that so many chicks who were also friends with those guys and myself (I thought I had girlfriends) were wanting to cut me and fight me because I beat the hell out of their ringleader. I remember my last year there the cosmetology girls were looking for me with hot combs, knives, a few had guns and so forth. It was just me but the club I was in (we were all into some weird sh*t from anime to magic to music) backed me up and one had my back on some "The Craft" type of sh*t and those girls didn't even bother me. They were scared sh*tless of her because she was a hardcore goth . It was a big mess. They didn't like the light skinned chicks, or "chick in this case" -- ME -- the only light one. I was obviously ditzy and knew nothing about protecting myself or game, but I knew how to fight. It got worse when I got into that fight. We were fighting over the same guy. I thought he liked me but it turns out he didn't but he would confuse me and follow me, be nice...blah blah blah...... It was so bad the other new light skinned chick left our Black Student Association and left the college. She was scared and she was sweet but she left after a few months. Hell even some of the white folks I was cool with were like "girl you do better leaving them alone I know ain't too many black folks here but damn " I wish I listened cuz it got worse......
My parents knew something was off about them because the one in college (2004 - it was a community college and all of this mess was going on) I liked would walk me to my parents' car but never "look up". My mom always say "if he doesn't look up then he's sneaky watch him". That's all I can say. My mom would run into older people who would teach there (but left because it got too gangsta and beyond hood -- folks selling weed on campus out of suitcases and I remember some of the guards and cops coming to make purchases by the cafeteria .......folks throwing condoms in trees in the parking lot; folks having sex in the food area; naked people running around campus; flashers; folks sleeping in the grass ....condoms on cars....sh*t and p*ss everywhere.....the whole campus smelled like body fluids......weird sh*t) and they would tell her "why didn't you let her go to the colleges that she got accepted into? Why would you make her go there (I wasn't allowed to go to college because of my 2nd oldest sister -- she said "she only wants to go off to get pregnant like very other girl; still haven't dated and never have so that was never true)? Get her out of there that place is no good! Please protect her get her some mase!

So my dad would ride around and eventually he withdrew me once sh*t popped off. They even got a cop involved and said I wanted to shoot them but it backfired. My sister worked with the judge and officers in higher positions and she found out about it. One call.....They left me alone. I have no clue what that judge did but the harassment stopped. They would see me in the store and run after that. So obviously I got family that know people. But a year later one of the crazy dudes I was friends with (they used to picked on him too because he was mental a little bit) broke down and told me all hell broke loose once I left. The campus had a major increase in security, folks were getting busted, and a lot of the white folks who were friends with me started telling and people got their butts beat -- fights on top of fights on top of fights. The black friends I did have ran into me months later and confirmed everything that ol' boy told me and folks were getting kicked out of school and so forth -- turns out they were doing it to other light skinned chicks (I honestly don't know why the light chicks were targeted at all ain't sh*t special about us ) that I never knew about or have met. It had been going on since 2002. These dudes were on some hood Gucci Mane Chief Keef sh*t for no reason.
I also found out that I was being watched since 2002 (I was going on 16 in high school and I went to high school with the guy's cousin; who in the hell plans something for 2 years just to mess with somebody? He went to our rival high school so somehow they knew me before I got there).

It's something I'm honestly still trying to get over because it all happened from 2005 to 2007 which caused me to never finish college but finish online years later. That really messed up my head. I was a very naive girl, my mom taught me nothing about boys/men and I was friends with all the black folks in the game room; come to find out they didn't like me. I was so damn sheltered if you told me dogs could talk at night I'd probably believe it. Hell mama was still beating on my ass at 19 until my dad told her to stop and that's enough of that foolishness. I'm 30 now....much stronger but I have a brick wall up emotionally when it tends to come to my own people out here. I run into the one that almost lost his life every now and then and man.............while I look healthy and happy, but still careful . I can't wait until I'm able to move away from here and not come back. I will fly my family out to see me f*ck coming back. I've said before I live in a redneck area but that school is in a ghetto area so it's our closest one.


But I live in a small ass town outside of Houston so a lot of the folks are nutty as hell here. I only tell people I'm from Houston and I prefer to keep it that way. Karma is real though because the guy I liked ended up almost losing his life in 2009 and it took him a hot minute to recover. He lost a lot of weight and is only 10 pounds heavier than me now. He looks 50 and we're only a year apart. I think once my crazy friend told they did something to him. I haven't heard from him since.


But as far as the guy I liked that got hurt...................God don't like ugly. ................and I am forever grateful and stay prayerful and thankful that I am here, 30 years old, alive and I'm grateful that my parents knew how to peep game. I went through that to wake me up and not be so nice. I just wish I could fully heal and trust again but it's kinda hard to.

Gawt dayum.. Yall really getting down like that in htown?

 

[:-)]

Gawt dayum.. Yall really getting down like that in htown?

Just in my area bruh. And I have no clue what's going on at that college since I haven't been there in years. They're starting to build the area up with better places and pushing the hood sh*t out....thank God. I don't give a damn where they go they need to fall in a hell pit and suck d*ck for all I care.

I don't watch the news that much but mama said they keep stealing weave , more drugs in the area and so forth so they're probably back at it again. When we get a new place they rob it and all this terrible stuff. Hell my niece's Christmas blow up Hello Kitty got stolen so yeah unfortunately a lot of the black folks my age who are hood get down like that out here. I stay my ass in the house and just deal with the rednecks. So far they haven't done 1 percent of the f*ckery my people have done to me in my 30 years of life out here. They (the white folks here) might be ugly to look at or be around but all what I've been through? I can deal with the coked out white folks licking windows and walking around with no shoes or sh*tting in ditches until I move.

 

[TooLazyToMakeUp1]

I still kno the phone numbers to some of my homeboy's parent's houses and I haven't dialed them in well over a decade

I spoke at my homie's wake recently and his mom stood up beside me, put me on the spot and asked me the number to their house as a joke and I blurted it out on queue.


I hadn't dialed that number in like a decade but I knew it off top........

 

[rantanamo]

them ear sweats on them old phones