re: If you live/lived in the hood, tell us crazy stores from your ghetto

Unfortunately I grew up in north BR.

Before I started truck driving I used to deliver random stuff for cash under the table when I was in high school. Eventually realized I was being used to deliver drugs, didn’t stop, but I bought a police scanner.

One time heard my car described on the scanner. Freaked out and parked behind a gas station on Plank Rd and had to hitchhike to the destination. Don’t know what was in the box but it must’ve been a shitload of drugs, weighed about 15 points at least.

That was the last time I ever did that.

I used to bring home my friend that lived in Leonidas bc it was on my way home to mid city.

Lots of drug deals, hookers, and people in the streets waving guns around.

Kind of like where I live in Baton Rouge now.

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My dudes how do you downvote one of the better The Office references???? Darryl teaching Mike street talk was hilarious.

Hood-adjacent in NW Houston. House was broken into twice in four years. Second time was after we moved out and house was empty. Morons kicked in the front French doors and proceeded to steal one of the doors. I got a call from one neighbor the next morning telling me “dude, your front door is gone”. The other neighbor caught the break-in on his security camera where we saw them load the door into the back of a Honda Civic hatchback.

One time at summer camp we took a field trip to Bayou Segnette wave pool. We get there and all 12 of us realize we are the only white people around. Turns out they invited the Fisher housing projects to spend a day there. It was such a spectacle that WWL-tv came and shot some footage. Later that day we all saw ourselves as little specks of white in a sea of black kids.

It was so hilarious. Zero bad behavior or trash talk or anything happened. This was around 1994 or so.

I lived on Aster St a couple of times. The first time was about 4 houses down from the levee. The tracks separated my backyard from the hood. I had Dobies. Everyday I threw a frisbee to my dogs in the backyard for the hood to see and marvel at. They'd bring back a couple of pieces after they destroyed it.

One hood rat yelled "Those dogs better not cross the fence".

I yelled back "You better not cross the fence".

We ended up trading BBQ recipes and got along great!

Before i lived in El Cid, I lived in Canterbury Square. 1st night I think there were 7 gunshots if I remember right.

Month after that, downstairs apartment had guy come out of apartment screaming at his baby boys mama cause she locked him out. So he stomped the windshield out of her car. left in his Mustang. that happened a couple times I think

Security gate was ripped off anchors fairly regularly there

Dumbest thing I ever did was go by myself to west grant street I think to pick up like 30 tires dumped in an abandoned lot so we could put them on the bunker silo at the dairy (which had a bullet hole in the front window of the milking parlor from the same direction)

I'm sure I forgot some stuff too

Knew some people that were down on their luck in Florida. My wife and I were trying to help them the best we could. We visited them one time and we were reversed profiled the best way to explain it. Was pulled over as soon as we left. Cop tried to tell me I ran a stop sign. Told him I didn't. Then he asked me what I was doing in that part of town. I told him the same thing I pointed to at the top. He then asked me if I had any drugs or weapons in the car. I told him to knock himself out and look all he wanted to. He said nevermind and have a nice day.

This was the 90's and he could have easily planted anything he wanted. No body cam back then. But I guess he could tell I wasn't lying because nothing to lie about.

And the couple we tried to help didn't make it. Came home one day and the man was in my house crying. Said his wife left him. I told him that sucked. Then said she left him for another woman. It took a lot of control not to laugh. Tried to help him but screwed over. No wonder she left him to bat for the other side.

Hood rats would play street fighter at the corner store. Asian store owner would exchange a dollar food stamp for 3 quarters.