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Meh... I read all this and it seems like all this is petty stuff.
The summer after I graduated High school, before I joined the Navy, we went beserk! Acid, cocaine, alcohol...
One night while on acid, two of my friends and I decided that we would rob the 7-11.... strongarm! We had no weapons at all, no knives, no guns. We just told the Habib clerk to get in the back of the store. He resisted at first, but then he went into the back room and right out the back door! The fucker is running down the street screaming his fucking dot off that he's being robbed! We grab all the cash that we can and get a little more out of the drop safe and then we haul ass outta there! Drive down the street to a residential neighborhood and turn right.
We drive down to the end of the street and ditch the till and the 7-11 uniform in the gutter. Huge pile of change in the back seat with me... Right turn, drive to the end of the block, right turn again WTF driver?!?!
We get to the stop light just as the cops are fucking hauling ass to get to the 7-11. Nervous tension as we are the only car on the road other than the cops at this point. Waiting at a stop light, the turn arrow turns green and we make a leisurely left turn and head out not drawing too much attention to ourselves. By far the craziest thing I have ever done.
A month later the 7-11 had security cameras!
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Tom Van Allen got his revenge. Good for Tom. And Danny Parker? He got gut-shot for being a lowlife rat. That sucks for him.
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