Thursday, October 13, 2005

I Spent a Whole Night in Oakland and I Didn't Get Shot


I almost sound disappointed, don't I?

Oakland is a fun town. Its reputation for crime precedes it. In fact, we ran into more weird shit getting gas in East Palo Alto than we did the whole evening in Oakland. But it was harmless weird shit, like the Mexican dude walking around with a huge pair of wire cutters in hopes to sell them. Yes, I called him a Mexican. 'Cause that's what he was. Oh noes! I must be a racist!



Comments:
haha I lived outside of oakland for 5 months of hell --- had a meth lab underneath me. wohooo

Hey you're pretty tall and skinny, maybe they just missed? Way to go with the neutral colors homegirl.

Calling a spade a spade, shame on you. And finding a Mexican in California, don't buy it for a minute..... Wait Jose needs me to tell him which bushes to cut. (The ones on the left.... la izquierda...)

how much was he selling them for? i was gonna take a trip to oakland and......um...never mind...

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