21 Comments on Ahh, This Brings Me Back To the Days When My Mother Taught Me How To Stick My Arm Up a Cigarette Machine
Sadly, this cycle will start all over again in about eight years.
Was that momma, or grandma?
Notice that one woman came into the store after seeing the girl with the bottle. She was making comments to the other people about it. Momma (or grandma) overheard and went outside to check things out to make sure she made it to the car with the loot.
I bet she beat that girl when she got home for almost getting caught.
I wonder if she shared any of the booze with the girl.
The girl was instructed to get the bigger bottle, but couldn’t carry it. This will be the taught lesson when she gets home, not about almost getting caught.
My mom never taught me but I used to reach up Coke machines, quarter toy plastic bubble machines, gum-ball, Heath Ice cream bar machines…
I think I still have some of the magnets I stole out of them
I was a talented thieving little shit!
It’s a lost art these days… 🙂
Otoh, the store is probably run by a camel jockey who hates America.
loco .. be a man & go turn yo’seff in to da po-lice
Ah yes, reminds me of my sister having salamis put up her dress. She loves them to this day!
if a korean owned it .. we might be lookin’ at some dead homies
Oh man, I want to be a smart a$$ so bad….. !
fight the temptation, fight the urge………
Whew,…..success….. that was tough.
Go ahead cato. 🙂
Me, too, Loco.
There was a gum machine in my town that you could clean out with a wooden ruler. An older kid showed me how to put the ruler up in the chute and push back on a lever.
Jackpot!
Shoulda said…Go ahead my sister can take it!
I had skinny forearms and small hands that I could tuck that would fit nicely up the slots.
I remember pulling the springs back in the quarter machines to release the booty.
I also used to go by the old tool & die plant and pick up nickel and quarter slugs.
Those worked well in Coke & vending machines before they improved them.
I imagine I pissed off a lot of vendors! 🙂
Damn! Me and my daddy (well, he said to call him “daddy”) jackin up 7/11s! Rapin white girls (actually, he raped the white girls before he’d pork me) … pullin the wings off flies … torturin puppies … abortin babies … man, those were the days!
One time we got this ole wino into the trunk … uhh … Moose says I best not bring that one up.
Back in the day, most grocery stores had a foyer or entryway that had a row of gumball, toy machines.
That was before security cameras so it was a free-for-all.
Those indeed were the days!
In a few years the little girl will be able to hide the larger bottle in her prison purse. When she’s not popping out babies that is.
Bad parenting comes in every color-just so happens, the color Nubian is by far the worst.
BY FAR
Was that liquor the difference in her Lexus car payment this month?
Why is the girl’s face obscured? Wouldn’t we know who she is because her mother’s face isn’t obscured? Unless of course mama has 10 more just like her from 8 different fathers.
You can tell this isn’t Ferguson, MO. The shelves are still stocked.
heh, now they’re just flash mobs
And they say the age of passing your trade on to your children is long gone.
Sadly, this cycle will start all over again in about eight years.
Was that momma, or grandma?
Notice that one woman came into the store after seeing the girl with the bottle. She was making comments to the other people about it. Momma (or grandma) overheard and went outside to check things out to make sure she made it to the car with the loot.
I bet she beat that girl when she got home for almost getting caught.
I wonder if she shared any of the booze with the girl.
The girl was instructed to get the bigger bottle, but couldn’t carry it. This will be the taught lesson when she gets home, not about almost getting caught.
My mom never taught me but I used to reach up Coke machines, quarter toy plastic bubble machines, gum-ball, Heath Ice cream bar machines…
I think I still have some of the magnets I stole out of them
I was a talented thieving little shit!
It’s a lost art these days… 🙂
Otoh, the store is probably run by a camel jockey who hates America.
loco .. be a man & go turn yo’seff in to da po-lice
Ah yes, reminds me of my sister having salamis put up her dress. She loves them to this day!
if a korean owned it .. we might be lookin’ at some dead homies
Oh man, I want to be a smart a$$ so bad….. !
fight the temptation, fight the urge………
Whew,…..success….. that was tough.
Go ahead cato. 🙂
Me, too, Loco.
There was a gum machine in my town that you could clean out with a wooden ruler. An older kid showed me how to put the ruler up in the chute and push back on a lever.
Jackpot!
Shoulda said…Go ahead my sister can take it!
I had skinny forearms and small hands that I could tuck that would fit nicely up the slots.
I remember pulling the springs back in the quarter machines to release the booty.
I also used to go by the old tool & die plant and pick up nickel and quarter slugs.
Those worked well in Coke & vending machines before they improved them.
I imagine I pissed off a lot of vendors! 🙂
Damn! Me and my daddy (well, he said to call him “daddy”) jackin up 7/11s! Rapin white girls (actually, he raped the white girls before he’d pork me) … pullin the wings off flies … torturin puppies … abortin babies … man, those were the days!
One time we got this ole wino into the trunk … uhh … Moose says I best not bring that one up.
Back in the day, most grocery stores had a foyer or entryway that had a row of gumball, toy machines.
That was before security cameras so it was a free-for-all.
Those indeed were the days!
In a few years the little girl will be able to hide the larger bottle in her prison purse. When she’s not popping out babies that is.
Bad parenting comes in every color-just so happens, the color Nubian is by far the worst.
BY FAR
Was that liquor the difference in her Lexus car payment this month?
Why is the girl’s face obscured? Wouldn’t we know who she is because her mother’s face isn’t obscured? Unless of course mama has 10 more just like her from 8 different fathers.
You can tell this isn’t Ferguson, MO. The shelves are still stocked.
heh, now they’re just flash mobs
And they say the age of passing your trade on to your children is long gone.