While much of my teenage years resembles the chaos featured in this video, It wasn't breaking into new or abandon houses to party, being written up unknown as the "B-ville menace" by our towns local paper, taking over the annual parade with a makeshift float (dad's hand me down truck) some free McDonalds balloons, and some stolen hard candy, (& more at the risk of self incrimination).
It was the Summer of 2002.
My fist year back home restless after just starting undergrad at Howard. I had met someone, had a rocking band, watched one of my closest friends deport himself, and lived care free.
[The Smashing pumpkins-1979]
This remains as one of my favorites..
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