Remember ghost riding your bicycle down a hill and watching it crash going 25 miles an hour. O watching that bike flip 3 times in the air before crashing used to make my day.
Remember putting your old action figures in the street and watching them get run over by cars.
Remember having vendettas against certain dogs in your neighborhood that barked at you everytime you walked by. Made it my mission to punk them fakkit ass dogs
Remember playin open chest and hearing stories about people dyin from playin open chest.
Remember playin pencil flick, where you try to break someone elses pencil by holding one tip and flicking it down using the momentum of the eraser.
Remember askin white girls on the bus if you can grab their titties, and they said yea.