I was walking home from a local PDQ (which is a chain of gas stations around here) at around 6 PM. I usually walk on over to the gas station about this time about once a week to pick up random yummy food and a coke or two. It was only a 5 minute walk, and I was nearly home. Since it's winter, it's already dark by like 5 PM up here in cold ol' Wisconsin. Well, these two guys wearing these huge hoods that covered the top half of their faces came out of some alleyway near where I was and walked towards me. I pretended to ignore them, but they came right up to me and said, "Hey man, what's in the bag? I'm starving..."

So I tried to just walk forward and pretend they weren't there. I was really nervous, nothing like this usually happens to me. The other dude said, "Hey, I'm talkin' to you. Gimme the goddamn bag." I decided that I wasn't going to let them take my precious chips. And so I got in a fight... and my mom got scared, and said "you're moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel-air".

Haha. Ha...ha



Ha.