Krackie-Tales..Lakesho' Partments (1985)

This one is for all of my Ol'head Lakesho' homies and homettes who rode that crowded ass Yellow bus to Carolina High School..You have to remember this one like i do!

INT.YELLOW BUS -AFTERNOON

The bus is Transporting students from Carolina High to Lakeshore Apts.

As usual there is a buzz on the school bus caused by a potential off the bus fight or dance contest
on this day it was a fight between Lukie - Baby(RIP MY FRIEND) and Wayne McCants.

Wayne was new to our area and really hadn't made any friends as of yet..well except for me,Rock,Junebug,and maybe a couple of other people.

Wayne and Luke are arguing on the bus... i am sitting next to Wayne
Luke brings the fight to Wayne on the bus and what happens next is in my Classic Memory File forever

                                                                       LUKE

(angrily)

Nigga ,who in the fuck you think you are ?

(SMACKS WAYNE'S HEAD)

always wearing those bitch ass Kangol's and shit..Fuck You nigga!!

WAYNE

(calmly)

What is it about me that you don't like man?

(Holds Up his Hands)

what have i done to you?

LUKE

(EVEN ANGRIER)

It ain't what you do Nigga ..it's your fucking face

i just don't fuckin like you ,with yo bitch ass!!

WAYNE

alright man whatever!

Luke Grabs Waynes hat off of his head and throws it out of the window of a moving school bus 

his buddies in the rear of the bus were laughing and a few people said ooooooooooo

Wayne remained calm

Luke is still standing there waiting for a reaction

LUKE

(mockingly) 

So what now pussy boy!?

WAYNE

(still calm)

This is next...

Wayne reaches into his Bag and pulls out another Kangol and places it on his head

The whole bus was laughing like a muhfucka

Before Luke went and quietly sat back down...Even he Smirked at me 

He never bothered Wayne again....

THE END

** KrackieTales will spend more time down Memory Lane ...This Is KrackieOne reporting...Peace Out

How you Gon' Pay me Back ?...

EXT./INT. FRONT SEAT OF CAR - NIGHT


ANTHONY(41) IS SEATED IN THE CAR LISTENING TO MUSIC IN THE PARKING LOT OF POPEYE'S CHICKEN
HE IS APPROACHED BY A MAN WHOM WE WILL CALL TYRONE(35)


TYRONE IS WALKING FAST AS HE APPROACHES THE DRIVER SIDE OF THE CAR


ANTHONY IS NOT PHASED HAVING GROWN UP AROUND THESE TYPES ALL OF HIS LIFE


TYRONE KNOCKS ON THE WINDOW


ANTHONY LOWERS THE WINDOW COMPLETELY


TYRONE LEANS DOWN AND LOOKS ANTHONY DIRECTLY IN THE EYES

TYRONE

(SMILING TOOTHLESSLY)

HEY BROTHA!

ANTHONY

(UNAMUSED)

WHAT'S UP MAN?!

(LOOKS AT TYRONE INTENSELY)

WHAT CAN I DO FOR YOU HOMIE?

TYRONE

(SUDDENLY NERVOUS)

HEY MAN...I AINT WORKED IN  6 MONTHS

(PULLS OUT HIS POCKETS)

CAN I BORROW A PIECE OF THAT CHICKEN

YOU ABOUT TO GET?

ANTHONY ALMOST CHOKES FROM LAUGHING SO HARD AT THE REQUEST

HE STOPS LAUGHING AND GETS OUT OF THE CAR

HE SHAKES TYRONE'S HAND 

TYRONE LOOKS AT ANTHONY WITH A CONFUSED EXPRESSION

TYRONE

(LAUGHING )

SO WHAT'S UP BROTHA?

(SLAPS ANTHONY ON THE SHOULDER)

ARE YOU GON' LET ME BORROW A PIECE

OF THAT YARD BIRD?

ANTHONY

(LAUGHING)

HELL NAWL FOOL!!

TYRONE

(SUDDENLY VERY AGITATED)

SO WHY IN THE FUCK DID YOU SHAKE MY HAND NIGGA?!!

ANTHONY

(RECEIVING HIS CHICKEN FROM THE SLOW ASS  CASHIER)

BECAUSE YOU JUST MADE KRACKIE -TALES !

(LAUGHS AGAIN)

AND HOW IN THE FUCK ARE YOU GON' PAY

BACK SOME CHICKEN, NUKKA?!

ANTHONY PULLS OFF FROM THE POPEYE'S PARKING LOT 

HE LAUGHS ALL THE WAY HOME

* now tyrone may have been homeless and hungry...how am i to know. Well. i saw him get dropped off at the chinese restaurant across the street and his partner was driving a Tahoe w/22 inch rims on it**  Pay Attention when you are in the Krackie District....This is Krackie -Tales ..i am the KrackieOne reporting...Peace

You Can't Get More Krackie Than This...

I WAS BORN IN THE CITY OF SPARTANBURG SOUTH CLICK

WITHOUT ANY FINE CHINA

I WAS EATING OFF PAPER PLATES 

NO HEALTH INSURANCE, SO I COULDN'T GET SICK

MY FATHER WAS A MYSTERY MAN

WHO WALKED IN WITH A TRIKE

AND WOULD YOU BELIEVE THAT THIS NIGGA

RODE OFF ON A FUCKIN' BIKE

I'M NEVER BITTER ABOUT IT THOUGH

I TRULY LOVE AND RESPECT THIS MUHFUCKA

HE LEFT ME BEHIND AND BUT ANY WAY

HE REALLY LEFT MY MOTHA'

MA GATHERED ME, MY TWO SISTERS AND A DUMB ASS DREAM

UP THE ROAD 30 MILES TO ANOTHER  UPSTATE TOWN

"MAMA, MAMA WHERE WE GOIN'"

"NIGGA SIT YO ASS DOWN"I READ THE SIGNS, AS BEST AS I COULD

I ASKED MY SISTER IN THE FRONT SEAT

SHE WOULDN'T TELL ME SHIT

SHE WASNT ANY HELP...JUST NO DAMN GOOD

BY NOW I'M CRYING, NO MORE DADDY , NO MORE FRIENDS

MY MOM NOT ANSWERING ANY QUESTIONS

I'M GETTING UPSET NOW.....BUT I DARE NOT

ASK THIS SHIT AGAIN....

FINALLY I ARRIVED IN THIS CITY CALLED G'VILLE

I'M SCARED AND APPREHENSIVE....DIDN'T KNOW WHAT THE

HELL TO EXPECT...BUT I'M A SPARKLE-CITY THUG

FUCK WITH ME ...YOU WILL REGRET

NOW IM HERE AND THE SCENE IS CRAZY

THAT GIRL IN THE RED SHORTS IS HOT

IM 7 YRS OLD AND MY NUTS HAD JUST FALLEN

BUT DID THAT MEAN ANYTHING...I THINK NOT

WELL I'LL SKIP AHEAD TO THE CREW THAT CHANGED MY LIFE

ROCK ,JUNEBUG, CURTIS WERE MY INITIAL BUDDIES

BUT THEY DIDN'T BELIEVE THAT I WAS A TRUE NIGGA

I FACED OFF WITH ANY FOOL AND HAD TO COME TO THERE RESCUE

BUT I WAS STILL AN OUTSIDER GO FIGGA'

LAKESHORE WAS THE SHIT...THE LAST TRACK WAS THE SPOT

WE HAD IT ALL GIRLS ,WOODS AND FOOTBALL

WE PLAYED IN THE STREETS ALL DAY....TIRED SWEATY AND HUNGRY

SHOOT I STAYED STARVING ...BECUZ WE HAD NO FOOD AT ALL

WELCOME ,TANGLEWOOD....NOTHING REALLY TO TELL

BUT CAROLINA WAS SHIT ... THATS WHERE I DISCOVERED MYSELF

STAUNTON BRIDGE , KP I LOVE YOU ALL

I WAS FALLING INTO TRAP AFTER TRAP...BUT THESE NIGGAS HERE TREATED ME WELL

 REMEMBER SIGNING UP FOR THE NAVY

RIGHT OUTSIDE OF THE AUDITORIUM DOOR

JUST FIVE MINUTES BEFORE THAT, I WAS CHASING DOWN FRESHMEN

AND HAD JUST BUSTED MY ASS ON THAT SLICK ASS FLOOR

THAT DAY CHANGED MY LIFE

IT MARKED MY LAST DAY AT CAROLINA...I WAS HURT AND IRRITATED AS HELL

ONCE AGAIN I WAS SETTLED IN AND JUST COOLIN'

AND MOM CAME INTO HEALTH CLASS WITH ANOTHER DAMN PARENTAL RULIN'

WELL IT WAS ADIOS C-TRAIN AND ON TO WADE HAMPTON

WHAT IN HELL JUST WENT WRONG IN MY LIFE

ONE MINUTE I'M AROUND FINE FAT- ASSED WOMEN...GODDAMN WHATS UP DOC!?

NOW I'M WALKING THRU A HALLWAY ,WONDERING WHY IT WAS ALWAYS 6 O'CLOCK

NEEDLESS TO SAY WADE HAMPTON WAS UNEVENTFUL AT BEST

I DID DISCOVER THAT I COULD SING

I JOINED THE CHOIR AND IT WAS COOL

IT ALLOWED ME TO DO MY THING

GRADUATION DAY WAS MY NEXT HIGHLIGHT

I WAS SURROUNDED BY NIGGAS I DIDNT KNOW

I REMEMBER DAPPIN UP MY CAROLINA NIGGAS

AS I PASSED THEM IN THE HALL.....CAN'T TALK I GOTTA GO......TO BE CONTINUED........

                  

     

KrackieTales Local Celebrity Spotlight...Josette Dixon-Hall

 I want to introduce you ,to my favorite author,and newest friend...Josette Dixon-Hall. Josette is a Author and educator from Sparta ,Georgia . She received a M.Ed. from Cambridge College, in Cambridge ,Massachusetts , a Bachelor's Degree in Education From Voorhees College in Denmark,S.C. and received her Georgia teaching Certification from Mercer University. Along with all she has accomplished, she is also pursuing a Phd in Psychology. 


Josette has written ,two wonderful books, based on her true life experiences in a Georgia school system. The Books are titled "The Principal's Office "and The Principal's Office 2" ...These are an absolute must read. Currently living in California ,She has reached out to an Atlanta Area Writer(The KrackieOne Himself) to adapt her excellent books into a Screenplay. She wants to take her story to the big screen. 


Hall has also landed the starring role as "Angel Toliver" in a upcoming Movie production "Men Want To Exhale Too" ..an adaptation of a book with the same title written by Pj "Untouchable" Peterson. She will bring a great flare and glamour to the role i'm sure. This Movie is set to begin filming early 2012. 


Remember to check out The Books and be on the look out for the Movies "The Principal's Office" and "Men Want To Exhale Too "....B.O.S.S.,LLC  PRODUCTIONS. To order one or both of Josette's books  ..Go to www.Treasurepublishing.com....Also check out her 2005 release Mixed Emotions. 


This has been a KrackieTales News Special...i am KrackieOne Reporting...Thank You for tuning in..

KrackieTales Invades Greenville South Click...I'm Still Krackin' Up

The Krackie One was visiting the Upstate recently, and of course i hit the trail ,which led me to downtown Greenville. Greenville is everything you would want in a city...if you are retired. Greenville is in the process of a major beautification in it's downtown area ,which has forced all of the begging ass kneegrows into the greyhound bus station. These guys and gals sit inside all day and pretend to be helpful to the travelers ,when actually ,they are preying on their loose change. Living in Atlanta Georgia ,i see begging and homelessness , on a much larger numerical level,but these guys are good.

I have 3 stories to share with you and you may not believe me ,but i have a witness checking in later on. So bare witness to the amazing way Greenville has become a part of KrackieTales!

Story One: His name is Leroy

I don't even know if this man's name is Leroy, but when you do the shit he is guilty of...nigga that's your name. I'm seated inside the station,reading over a song that i'm writing,when he walks into the waiting area. He's looking right at me...well i think he was looking at me...his was cockeyed and he could have been looking at the two people seated to left or right. I assumed that he was looking at me ..so i threw my head up. He came over and said" Big Man...you think you tough don't you?!" my response of course is that of a LAKESHORE/NICHOLTOWN gentleman is "what the fuck you mean?! He was referring to my bald head and stated that most big niggas with bald heads thought that they were tough. I explained to this 45 yr old man ,that i am a grown man  (41),and i am only tough when it matters (ie)protecting my family. He told me that he was tough and that he wanted to get me hooked up with a security job in Greenville ...my response to that offer was also in a LAKESHORE/NICHOLTOWN gentlemanly manner...Man Fuck Greenville,I don't live here!!..lol! He mumbled "fuck you..Pretty Muthafucka " then turned to walk away...when he sat down behind a Caucasian Gentleman with a face that only a drunk wife could love and then he asked something that i will have to explain in story two....

Story Two: Can I Have Yo Used Chicken Bones

Leroy is slowly becoming the Bus station person of interest as he walks over and takes his seat behind another row of waiting passengers. An older white man named Earl ,stood up , to throw away his chicken box.Leroy stopped him and without any shame or concern for his sparkling image. He asked Earl this question ..." CAN I HAVE YOUR USED CHICKEN BONES?" WHAT THE FUCK DID HE JUST SAY?(<--------MY RESPONSE) i immediately went into KrackieTales mode. He sat down and i swear to you started sucking and eating the leftover meat off of the bones from Earl's Chicken Box. Oh My God!! This fool is making my stomach boil over in disgust! Earl looked at this brother seated across from him named Matthew and they both stretched their eyes in utter shock and disgust..Earl almost said Nigger and honestly Leroy earned the title on this day!

Story Three: Why is Grandma alone with these kids?

My last story is a bit funny..a bit sad..a bit disgusting...and a little ,tiny bit cute,but mostly nasty.
There is a Old woman named Lucille...of course ,i'm not sure if her name is Lucille ,but when you are that old and are travelling with 4 small kid's and you look like you are over-weight and out of weed, your name is Lucille! She completely lost control of the kid's in the station..she had to take them all to the restroom and actually lost on of them temporarily..luckily there was another Mexican Gentleman on top of the kid's ...oh did i mention that Granny was White and the kid's were mexican..don't ask because i don't know! lmao!! He actually wrangled the kids up for her and actually had the kid's more organized than she did...It Takes a Village in every community...Well here's the disgusting part. the kid's were fighting over a bag of chips..(sour cream and chives)..when the bag broke..the kids were eating the chips and slurping spilled soda off of the floor ...LOOK MA NO HANDS! they were Grazing like animals eating grass in a field and the granny wasn't saying a word..until i walked by and started trippin' with Matthew about it. I don't know Granny ,but i hope that she is okay...well that was my day in Greenville SC...i love you Greenville and i will be back ..with Padarrah Moss and a camera crew...

well until next time Family...Keep Krackin me up and I will Tale  somebody about it..peace

KracieTales...Whose Got Jokes ? We Do That's Who!

Thank you..Thank you very much! DJ cut the muhfuckin music!

It's dangerous over here in the West End man...it's Dangerous as a sombitch!
i was invited to join two gangs on the way in the front door...The Bloods were out there ,but they weren't what i expected. They were all females and they said that they only got together once a month!

Then after i got past them some niggas rolled up on me and said that i had to join their gang or they would run me down in the streets...i was like Fuck! Okay nigga, what i gotta do? That nigga said that they were the Crips and that i was gonna be the muscle of the group...I was like man fuck that and i ran up some stairs,because they were all in Wheelchairs...i did say Crips right?

Hello is this thing on..why is it so empty in this muhfucka...didn't ya'll tell these niggas i was coming?

well that's my time but here's a joke to leave you with...

3 men were at the gates of heaven and They were told to walk thru a field covered in beautiful flowers and they would live in paradise with the most beautiful woman that they have ever seen. but if they stepped on the flowers ..they would have to spend eternity with the ugliest and most horrendous woman imaginable....The first man stepped on a flower after one step...A hag walked out and dragged him away kicking and screaming...The second man did a little bit better ,but he tripped and stepped on a flower ..another hag came from the back and dragged him away crying...the Third man made it all the way thru and was rewarded with the most beautiful Sista that he had ever seen ..he was happy as they walked away...he turned to her and asked what did she do to be with him...She said "i stepped on a muthafuckin flower"! Lmao!

*** Peace Family and remember give a Bum a dollar ...it may be the one that makes him stand up***

Herman Cain Vs. Barack Obama...

I would love to see these two intelligent and well-rounded Black men face each other for the right to be The  President Of The United States. My desire isn't based on Race as much as it is based on my desire to see the Social Ramifications brought about by this historic event.
They actually have a lot in common and share a very important aspect of comparison. They are both married to Beautiful,Strong ,and Intelligent Black Women...This is in my opinion ,why i believe that the race would be intriguing and impacting on so many levels of social development and perception.  If Herman Cain would win the 2012 Republican nomination for President it would mark the first time in United States Constitutional History ,that a African-American President faced off against another African-American for The coveted White House position.
Obama Vs. Cain.....Not McCain...maybe when McCain heard his calling , he was actually hearing Herman Cain's message. Mr. Cain and Mr. Obama are both graduates from very respected and honorable schools ,so we're talking MoreHouse (West End Atlanta) Vs Harvard university...Let's see who wins between the Highest Standards!
I have heard some of the most ridiculous claims ever,levied against Barack Obama and it is a combination of ignorance mixed with a Slave Mentality that is embedded into some of our best and brightest. They feel more comfortable being led by Massa, so they criticize The President ,with such harsh and unheard of claims. I have personally been disappointed with the POTUS's handling of Ghaddafi and i am not a huge fan of his Cabinet appointments, however i will not attack his wife and his integrity because of my displeasure. So Obama 2012 is in full effect over here ...but i am excited about seeing this match-up take place and so should all of us.
Herman Cain and Barack Obama would share the stage for would could be the turning point in our fight for Social significance and Power...two African-American Men vying for the White House in a country that was built on the back of slave labor would be the first Answer i will give my son ,when he asks , can he do anything in this world ,that he wanted to do. Conscience  community i hear you!!...Klan I hear you!! Racist Whites i hear You !! Ignorant Niggas i hear you!! My question is do you hear yourselves!!

Let's Go Herman Cain ..Pull it together and get back into the race ...so that i can use you as a tool for the rest of my life in teaching young black men ,that there are no limits in this world,REGARDLESS OF RACE!!

**** This has bee n my Rant and this Shit does represent the views and opinions of this Blog***

Krackie-Tales News...

I am Very proud to announce that there were no murders in West End from Oct 3,2011 and Nov 3 ,2011...however if you own something valuable ...be careful! There were a total of 179 crimes in the West End ,during this span...130 Thefts...35 Burglaries...13 Robberies...1 Shooting...Not too bad. The best thing about this is there were no murders!

What was Krackin on this date in History:
Garrett T Morgan..Patents the Traffic light in 1923

Howard University founded in 1865...

Racial Discrimination is barred in federal Housing by John F. Kennedy in 1962

Charles Sydney Gilpin born in Richmond Va in 1878

Pauli Murray, First black Woman Episcopal Priest born in Baltimore Maryland in 1910

Krackie-Tales Weather Report:

It's going to feel good tomorrow Hi 78 low 57...another November Booty Shorts day...Thank God for the AUC!!

Coming soon Krackie-Tales SweatShirts and Hoodies..16 USDs will get you in one...when i get 10 orders i will place it with the company..Thank You For Hangin with me on Krackie -Tales News...

Oh Yeah I checked the diversity meter for West End and it is still a very strong ..96% Black and 4% White..We win again...LOL! joking i love you White People..lol...And This is What's Krackin...Peace!!

West End to DeLowe Dr. [HD]...Krackin' Aint It...

WestEnd

His Name is Clarence...

The very first thing Clarence said to me was,"A Empty Barrel Mek The Mos Noise"....that means that an Ignorant person says the Dumbest Shit...just to get attention.I have to agree with him 100 percent on this one. . Clarence doesn't seem too upset or bitter about his situation at all ...I would be embarrassed about smelling like a possums ass,before i was worried about the begging .But ,that's my opinion!

I want to tell you a little bit about Clarence...He is about 6'7" and about 167 lbs and he looks about 67 years old ...oh yeah and he looks like he hasn't taken a shower since 1967! This dude is so funky , he has outside funky! he is so funky..his shadow told him to take a shower! I saw A dog walk by him and held it's nose...Ha! Okay ,let me stop tripping about his B.O.,because his breath ,will make you search for a fart to smell! His breath smells like he just ate a "Shitty-Snack" and i am not exaggerating to be funny. He has one row of yellow teeth at the top and a row of inter-racial teeth at the bottom,those are black and yellow! Don't get me wrong ,i like ol Clarence,but his body and breath will make your head cold disappear. He always wears this black torn and tattered t-shirt ..with some camouflage pants and some 225 dollar Tims ,that he got from his nephew.(whose name he won't reveal) Okay,enough about the bad, here is the funny about Clarence.

Clarence told me that he was once a star Basketball player for the Atlanta Hawks and i had to really go back in my memory banks to see if he was being truthful...well i'm here to tell you ,that he was lying his musty ass off! I had a few laughs with him about that ,at which time he simulated posting me up . Oh My Goodness!! I swear this kneeGrow,put his arm in the and waved all the funk around ,like he just didn't muthafuckin' care. I bought Clarence lunch on this day because ,well , because he made my day. Why not make his day right back.

So if you see a tall ,skinny,quiet,sleepy,dirty,hungry,Rainbow Coalition Teeth having ass KneeGrow ,across from the West End Mall...Give him a dollar and i will pay you back! 

This Has been another entry into the world of Krackie-Tales..Bless

From West End to The White House...(Herman Cain)

I am a Lover of information and i want to be in love forever. The greatest relationship ,that i  have had in my life is with the beautiful wombman ,named as Knowledge. I have always said that if i don't know ,then i will find out. I especially love moments when i can say "WOW,I DIDN'T KNOW THAT"!

I learned something that i would like to share with you today,because this is that day . I didn't know that Herman Cain graduated from MoreHouse College and his Beautiful wife,graduated from Morris Brown. This is significant to me and is a great article for Krackie -Tales because of course these Institutions are located in the West End . I have promised to deliver you all things West End ,i said The Good, The Bad,and The Ugly...this is the good. I know that it is difficult for us as African-Americans to support anyone Republican,but the sound of a MoreHouse Man in the White House sounds very good to me.

The Herman Cain Story...

Herman Cain was born Memphis Tn. Dec.13,1945, to Lenore Cain(Davis ) and Luther Cain Jr., who was a Barber,and Janitor ,as well as a chauffeur ,for Coca-Cola President Robert Woodruff. He describes his childhood as an impoverished ,but happy childhood, as he was growing up on the West Side of Atlanta, Georgia. Mrs. Cain ,instilled a philosophy , that Cain still lives by today. She always told her children that,"Success wasn't a function of where you start materially, but what you start out with Spiritually". That bode well for Cain as he met everyone of life's challenges head on,including his battle with Cancer in 2006.

Cain grew up in the the community now known as The Bluff,before his family relocated to the Collier Heights (Albert St.) Neighborhood. He serves as an associate Minister at the Antioch Baptist Church, a church he's attended,since he was ten years old. After graduating from Archer High School in 1963, he attended Morehouse College,receiving a Bachelors Degree in Mathematics in 1967. During this time in college , he met his now wife Gloria Cain (Etchison) of 43 years and they married upon her graduation in 1968 from Morris Brown College . Cain also received a Master's Degree from Purdue University in the field of Computer Science,with Honorary Degree's from Creighton University,,Johnson&Wales University,University of Nebraska,New York City Technical College, Suffolk University,Tugaloo College ,and additional honorary Degree's from Morehouse College and Purdue University.

Herman Cain isn't what i thought he was and i am ashamed to say that i was duped by the Media again. I may not Vote for Mr. Cain , but i will respect him, a lot more from this day forward. I wish him the absolute best with his campaign from here on and he is going to need our prayers . However, i believe , that he has what it takes to make the 2012 Presidential Election ,a principle of Roulette ....ALWAYS BET ON BLACK... this time around , you can't possibly lose. Now this is Change that i can Believe in!   Barack Obama vs Herman Cain in 2012....Let's Go!

This has been A Krackie -Tale Editorial...Thank You

** There will be a follow-up entry next week on the impact of The First Lady and The President being Graduates of HBCU's***

No Liquor Stores...

Just once ,i would like, to walk into a liquor store ,that is African-American owned and operated!!
I am not sure about this stat,but i will ,give it to anyway. THERE ARE NO BLACK OWNED LIQUOR STORES IN ATLANTA!! I have been searching and searching with no success. I know that i see African-American's in liquor stores and around liquor stores,begging beside liquor stores,cleaning and stocking liquor store shelves....just no owners! Why is this ? i have a theory ,that i would like to share with you.

First i want to give you my friend Ife's theory...she believes that it is political. We aren't being given the licence's to operate these types of businesses. I believe that we are simply not able to bypass our moral compass enough to venture into this business interest. i feel also that we are limited by our mindset's that we wouldn't be allowed to operate these stores, so why even try. I am convinced that a  black-owned and operated liquor store would be very successful,but how many protesters ,would we have to battle before we can run smoothly.

I am aware of the detrimental effects that liquor and gun stores have had on the black community. I am aware of the social impact of another liquor store will make in and around the West End...i just need to try . I need to see if a black man selling beer and liquor feels like a black man selling crack. You know it's wrong ,you just can't get enough money. PING!! i just had an Epiphany as i was typing this post!! i will sell enough to get paid and then get out of the liquor game for good and go to college! lmao! It's legal and it shouldn't be and weed is illegal and it shouldn't be...no one will dare try and shut down a liquor store because every now and then ,most of us need a little nip...from the Pastor to Ol Lady Ms. Sadie...we all need some Courvosier every now and again. I am so sure about it that i am gonna do some research as soon as i finish this Blog Post.

i have a great feeling about this idea and if you try to discourage me ...save your breath! my mind is made up and that is not negotiable...i think. So who out there has ever thought about a Liquor Store...i will put it right next door to a Strip Club or Hotel...never near  a school and never near a homeless shelter. Maybe i will put it in an all White Neighborhood and see if the experiment of social degradation and and erosion would occur...A judge would suddenly become a Pimp...A Politician would suddenly become a Murderer...a Police would suddenly become a Cop...(either way this is bad)...we can watch as a Priest becomes a Pedophile ...A preacher will start raping women behind his Church...or a Mexican Community..they will stop.....What in the fuck do they actually do ,besides work  and Drink Budweisers and tequila ...then open up a Restaurant that i love to eat from or play a soccer game on a football field...i should place a liquor store at the Border...that will stop them from coming over into the States...they would be too drunk and float down The Rio Grande into the Gulf of Mexico...Whatever i decide to do ...i am ready for you Nation Of Islam and The KKK and you both work diligently to shut me down. One of you and i won't say which ,will probably burn my building down and the other will hold a peaceful demonstration and try to reason with me using the Koran . One of you will try to Bomb My house and burn a cross in my front Yard..the other and i'm not saying which one here, will sell bean pies and final calls out front ...i won't say which ,but i am ready for it all!!!

This has been a Krackie -Tales Rant...Much Love!

Bum On The Train...

It took me a while to figure out if this was crazy,funny,or scary...since i like crazy and i don't scare easily....i'm going with funny ! 

This one is on the Train from East Point , i am seated in the rear car as usual ,less stabbings and more seating back there.. everything is peaceful and normal while the train is at the station,but once the train started moving , this happened.

INT.MARTA TRAIN CAR - DAY

A BUM STANDS UP AND BEGINS TO SPEAK LOUDLY IN A CROWDED TRAIN CAR FILLED PEOPLE

BUM

EXCUSE ME FOLKS! 

(RAISES HIS HANDS IN THE AIR)

I HAVE A REQUEST OF YOU ALL TODAY

I AM HOMELESS AND I ONLY NEED TEN

DOLLARS TO BUY MY WAY INTO THE

SHELTER TONIGHT!!

now mind you the Train is filled with people from different financial and social backgrounds and standings ,however we all shared one thing that the bum didn't..we were all black. i left out the fact that he was white didn't i? Well , he could have been Mexican or something, i couldn't tell ,because of the ten layers of street dirt that had built up on his body. so this is what i hear from the front .....

BACK TO :

TRAIN CAR - CONTINUOUS

A YOUNGER DUDE YELLS OUT FROM THE FRONT OF THE CAR

BOY(O.S.)

(ANGRILY)

MAN SIT YO DUMB ASS DOWN!

EVERYONE LAUGHS AT THIS STATEMENT 

The dude goes from person to person being ignored until he reached a young couple ,whom gave him the ten dollars and  some extra money for food...i was thinking that it was such nice gesture by the couple until i saw that dude a couple of days later on a different train ,doing the exact same thing. He was working the East-west line this time and he was hitting up people headed to the Falcon's game...it was hilarious to watch him work...He is now a member of Krackie-Tales

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West End Atlanta Historic District - West End History:

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