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Originally Posted by Robbie
That's a wild story. Seems like living here was just like living in Washington D.C. ghettos or something.
Every single one of your friends and family was robbed, tied up, carjacked, and even killed. Damn. I don't know how any of us survive here.
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This isn't some bullshit story, this is the truth. Don't exaggerate this to make it sound cheesy, asshole. A member of my immediate family was carjacked and killed- not only was it not the only car jacking / murder that happened that night, there was an identical one at another gas station that involved the same make, model and color car.
Another friend of mine had the tattoo shop he was working at robbed and they cleaned out his station, stole all his machines, flash, pretty much everything he had saved for and invested in over his adult life. But hey, you might think tattoo shops are seedy, the friend that was robbed at gun point and tied up was my best friend and that went down at the Al Phillips Cleaners in Sumerlin. Sumerlin.. what a ghetto
I could go on but don't feel like dragging a bunch of shit up tonight. You feel the way you do, I feel the way I do, but if you think there's only one car jacking in Vegas over an 8 month period you live with your head up your ass.
If you think I'm bullshitting you can meet me on the steps of the Clark County courthouse in October when I go back for the retrial. Murderers and their fucking appeals
