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I'm 35 years old which is great when the world- all, the whole country at least, is 18 and 50. It's nice, have a reach on each side and as a result of that arithmetic, in 1951, I was 14- that's what I wanna tell ya when grass swept the neighborhood. We hadn't been into grass before that, we were into gang fighting and wine and beer in the park and punching the s**t out of people. And having jackets with your names, man, and you had 'debs', man. Your girls were your debs. "What are you?" "I'm a Tomahawk deb!" Regular gangs, man, with turf and all that dumbass s**t. Getting into fights over things like girls- They danced with one of our debs, man, hey!" "They got a guy's deb!" "Yeah, I know." "s**t's on!"
s**t's on. Gonna be a big..rumble. "Yeah, man. We're gonna get the Rips and the Condors and the Beacons and the Cornerboys and the Lamplighters and the Chaplains and the Bishop's Men and the Five Satin Gents and the Dukes and the Cornerboys and the Rams and the Beacons, man. Did I say the Beacons? We're getting the same guys, man!" Yeah, and then pot came along and gang fighting went away. It just.. In one semester, in shop class, guys went from making zip guns to hash pipes, y'know? Just..instantly. Guys would say, (toke!) I'll getcha after the fight...(toke!)..on the corner, cool! (Stavro Arrgolus) |
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