What was the first Not From Harlem moment you remember

[7th Letter Specialist]

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Real shyt. If I was any if these guys I woulda BEAT. THE. fukk. out this nikka. They wasn't even getting paid enough to accept that

 

[patscorpio]

my neighbors...i grew up on a dead end street that everyone knew everybody...one of my neighbors was a white dude and an asian dude that lived together on the top of street...we (us kids) always thought something was off about that but they were nice ppl..one of them ended up dying of AIDS in the mid 90s

 

[saturn7]

Back in the mid 90's watching a lot of movies. One homie pointed out "yo they always got to add some gay shyt in all these Hollywood movies".

I started noticing the Agenda even back then. Especially when they add some homo shyt that has nothing to do with the plot but just to add it.

 

[Address_Unknown]

Spoiler: fukk Burt Reynolds. Story inside

This was like early 90's and all a breh ever wanted to do in them days was to either play Super Nintendo or ride his damned bike. In that order. But one day I got pigeonholded into watching my Great Grandma, who was entering the early stages of senility but still had most of her faculties so the family needed someone to monitor her and make sure she ain't get up to no bullshyt or toddle off to go see some long dead family member on a fool's errand.

So my folks decided I should be the one to do that shyt since I wasn't doing nothing but stay inside and play "Nintendo" all day. So that was my "Task". Watch Great Grandma, make sure she ain't get up to no shyt, take her in her room to nap, make sure she go the bathroom, keep her out of trouble until when someone comes home.

shyt was torture because when she was there I couldn't have no friends over; I mean, who the fukk gonna sit with me while I watch an old frail woman talk shyt and watch old timey tv? Plus I couldn't run my videogames 'cause she saw me run MK and do a fatality and promptly started talking about the Devil and hell and the war in the middle east and was upset the entire time until my folks came home and hit me with the while I tried to reason that I'm just a fukking

7 year old kid and the fact is these fukkers need to be hiring a gotdamned sitter and not using child labour, but I was over ruled and the task was still mine.

So I decided to just let her watch tv while I played Gameboy or some other shyt and we got to talking and I found out she was a Smokey and The Bandit fan starring

Spoiler: [I

T[/I]his Mustachioed Motherfukker right here.

So I decided to scour the tv guide channel (Remember that shyt?) and see if I could catch a movie of his but came up short. Needless to say, it was too few and far between, so I decided to go one better and just rent all the Burt Reynolds movies I could find down at the local Video Rental store.

Nine Yards, Cannon Ball Run, Smokey and the Bandit...and whatever else he was on that looked cool enough that I'd watch that shyt too.

So, we start watching them shyts and the day goes good. Give her some food, make sure to take her to the bathroom. Keep her from lighting the stove, etc... On like the 3rd or so day, I'm losing interest in watching them shyts, but I'm pleased that I got her to stay infront the Tv instead of fussing or wanting to go out, so I start to venture out. Like I'd go cook something, eat, read a book and leave her and she'd still be there, glued and entertained.

One day, and I'd never forget this shyt, I pop in one of the Burt Reynold movies I gotten her and went about my thing. I'm in the kitchen cheffing up a frozen pizza I'm gonna eat by myself, 'cause fukk it, I Deserve it for having to spend what I can only see as my whole forseable summer not being able to be a kid, so I might as well indulge, and I'm listening to her usual chatter 'cause she tends to talk to the screen and oddly at times, nobody in the chair next to her, which is where I'd sit.

But as I'm cutting up my shyt I'm hearing this one cat yell "You ever had your balls cut off, you fukking ape?" And I'm like "Jesus? What the fukk's going on in this one?" Then I start hearing squealing noises which had me even more confused, so I pop back in, wanting to see some action go down and I get this.

She over there going "Uh huh..he coming for yuh. He coming for yuh!"

Needless to say, I just took my Pizza and went upstairs and went to watch some Snorks. No kid needed to be seeing that shyt.

 

[Alvin]

Went to church camp when I was like 7-8. We had this counselor that had a tongue ring and a belly button ring and talked mad fruity.

Didn’t think anything of it until I told my dad and he flipped out.

Looking back now he was flaming but I didn’t even know about gay shyt back then

 

[Lord_nikon]

 

[Tryna Makit]

When i saw what the cops did to Amadou Diallo on the news back in the day....even as a 6 yr old i knew that shyt was not only fukked up...but fukked up on multiple levels

 

[Neuromancer]

Older Kid who lived on my block. While we were running around getting bruised up and playing water wars he was on the stoop gossiping with the girls and jumping double dutch. I never had any issue with him, but he always was a jerk to me, my twin bro and my homie.

 

[Neuromancer]

Spoiler: fukk Burt Reynolds. Story inside

This was like early 90's and all a breh ever wanted to do in them days was to either play Super Nintendo or ride his damned bike. In that order. But one day I got pigeonholded into watching my Great Grandma, who was entering the early stages of senility but still had most of her faculties so the family needed someone to monitor her and make sure she ain't get up to no bullshyt or toddle off to go see some long dead family member on a fool's errand.

So my folks decided I should be the one to do that shyt since I wasn't doing nothing but stay inside and play "Nintendo" all day. So that was my "Task". Watch Great Grandma, make sure she ain't get up to no shyt, take her in her room to nap, make sure she go the bathroom, keep her out of trouble until when someone comes home.

shyt was torture because when she was there I couldn't have no friends over; I mean, who the fukk gonna sit with me while I watch an old frail woman talk shyt and watch old timey tv? Plus I couldn't run my videogames 'cause she saw me run MK and do a fatality and promptly started talking about the Devil and hell and the war in the middle east and was upset the entire time until my folks came home and hit me with the while I tried to reason that I'm just a fukking

7 year old kid and the fact is these fukkers need to be hiring a gotdamned sitter and not using child labour, but I was over ruled and the task was still mine.

So I decided to just let her watch tv while I played Gameboy or some other shyt and we got to talking and I found out she was a Smokey and The Bandit fan starring

Spoiler: [I

T[/I]his Mustachioed Motherfukker right here.

So I decided to scour the tv guide channel (Remember that shyt?) and see if I could catch a movie of his but came up short. Needless to say, it was too few and far between, so I decided to go one better and just rent all the Burt Reynolds movies I could find down at the local Video Rental store.

Nine Yards, Cannon Ball Run, Smokey and the Bandit...and whatever else he was on that looked cool enough that I'd watch that shyt too.

So, we start watching them shyts and the day goes good. Give her some food, make sure to take her to the bathroom. Keep her from lighting the stove, etc... On like the 3rd or so day, I'm losing interest in watching them shyts, but I'm pleased that I got her to stay infront the Tv instead of fussing or wanting to go out, so I start to venture out. Like I'd go cook something, eat, read a book and leave her and she'd still be there, glued and entertained.

One day, and I'd never forget this shyt, I pop in one of the Burt Reynold movies I gotten her and went about my thing. I'm in the kitchen cheffing up a frozen pizza I'm gonna eat by myself, 'cause fukk it, I Deserve it for having to spend what I can only see as my whole forseable summer not being able to be a kid, so I might as well indulge, and I'm listening to her usual chatter 'cause she tends to talk to the screen and oddly at times, nobody in the chair next to her, which is where I'd sit.

But as I'm cutting up my shyt I'm hearing this one cat yell "You ever had your balls cut off, you fukking ape?" And I'm like "Jesus? What the fukk's going on in this one?" Then I start hearing squealing noises which had me even more confused, so I pop back in, wanting to see some action go down and I get this.

She over there going "Uh huh..he coming for yuh. He coming for yuh!"

Needless to say, I just took my Pizza and went upstairs and went to watch some Snorks. No kid needed to be seeing that shyt.

That's Tom Selick.

 

[smokeurobinson]

Howard Stern in the early 90's when he had that Saturday Night late show on channel 9 and he showed a clip of 2 Black men deep kissing. Fukked up my innocence right then and there. Didnt even know what gay was....I thought gay was when a man pretended to like other men....I didnt know men could actually be attracted to other men.

 

[newworldafro]

Spoiler: fukk Burt Reynolds. Story inside

This was like early 90's and all a breh ever wanted to do in them days was to either play Super Nintendo or ride his damned bike. In that order. But one day I got pigeonholded into watching my Great Grandma, who was entering the early stages of senility but still had most of her faculties so the family needed someone to monitor her and make sure she ain't get up to no bullshyt or toddle off to go see some long dead family member on a fool's errand.

So my folks decided I should be the one to do that shyt since I wasn't doing nothing but stay inside and play "Nintendo" all day. So that was my "Task". Watch Great Grandma, make sure she ain't get up to no shyt, take her in her room to nap, make sure she go the bathroom, keep her out of trouble until when someone comes home.

shyt was torture because when she was there I couldn't have no friends over; I mean, who the fukk gonna sit with me while I watch an old frail woman talk shyt and watch old timey tv? Plus I couldn't run my videogames 'cause she saw me run MK and do a fatality and promptly started talking about the Devil and hell and the war in the middle east and was upset the entire time until my folks came home and hit me with the while I tried to reason that I'm just a fukking

7 year old kid and the fact is these fukkers need to be hiring a gotdamned sitter and not using child labour, but I was over ruled and the task was still mine.

So I decided to just let her watch tv while I played Gameboy or some other shyt and we got to talking and I found out she was a Smokey and The Bandit fan starring

Spoiler: [I

T[/I]his Mustachioed Motherfukker right here.

So I decided to scour the tv guide channel (Remember that shyt?) and see if I could catch a movie of his but came up short. Needless to say, it was too few and far between, so I decided to go one better and just rent all the Burt Reynolds movies I could find down at the local Video Rental store.

Nine Yards, Cannon Ball Run, Smokey and the Bandit...and whatever else he was on that looked cool enough that I'd watch that shyt too.

So, we start watching them shyts and the day goes good. Give her some food, make sure to take her to the bathroom. Keep her from lighting the stove, etc... On like the 3rd or so day, I'm losing interest in watching them shyts, but I'm pleased that I got her to stay infront the Tv instead of fussing or wanting to go out, so I start to venture out. Like I'd go cook something, eat, read a book and leave her and she'd still be there, glued and entertained.

One day, and I'd never forget this shyt, I pop in one of the Burt Reynold movies I gotten her and went about my thing. I'm in the kitchen cheffing up a frozen pizza I'm gonna eat by myself, 'cause fukk it, I Deserve it for having to spend what I can only see as my whole forseable summer not being able to be a kid, so I might as well indulge, and I'm listening to her usual chatter 'cause she tends to talk to the screen and oddly at times, nobody in the chair next to her, which is where I'd sit.

But as I'm cutting up my shyt I'm hearing this one cat yell "You ever had your balls cut off, you fukking ape?" And I'm like "Jesus? What the fukk's going on in this one?" Then I start hearing squealing noises which had me even more confused, so I pop back in, wanting to see some action go down and I get this.

She over there going "Uh huh..he coming for yuh. He coming for yuh!"

Needless to say, I just took my Pizza and went upstairs and went to watch some Snorks. No kid needed to be seeing that shyt.

That picture is not Burt Reynolds though, that's Tom Selleck. Magnum PI was the shiit, but found out 25 years later he gay too.

 

[RhodyRum]

Spoiler: fukk Burt Reynolds. Story inside

This was like early 90's and all a breh ever wanted to do in them days was to either play Super Nintendo or ride his damned bike. In that order. But one day I got pigeonholded into watching my Great Grandma, who was entering the early stages of senility but still had most of her faculties so the family needed someone to monitor her and make sure she ain't get up to no bullshyt or toddle off to go see some long dead family member on a fool's errand.

So my folks decided I should be the one to do that shyt since I wasn't doing nothing but stay inside and play "Nintendo" all day. So that was my "Task". Watch Great Grandma, make sure she ain't get up to no shyt, take her in her room to nap, make sure she go the bathroom, keep her out of trouble until when someone comes home.

shyt was torture because when she was there I couldn't have no friends over; I mean, who the fukk gonna sit with me while I watch an old frail woman talk shyt and watch old timey tv? Plus I couldn't run my videogames 'cause she saw me run MK and do a fatality and promptly started talking about the Devil and hell and the war in the middle east and was upset the entire time until my folks came home and hit me with the while I tried to reason that I'm just a fukking

7 year old kid and the fact is these fukkers need to be hiring a gotdamned sitter and not using child labour, but I was over ruled and the task was still mine.

So I decided to just let her watch tv while I played Gameboy or some other shyt and we got to talking and I found out she was a Smokey and The Bandit fan starring

Spoiler: [I

T[/I]his Mustachioed Motherfukker right here.

So I decided to scour the tv guide channel (Remember that shyt?) and see if I could catch a movie of his but came up short. Needless to say, it was too few and far between, so I decided to go one better and just rent all the Burt Reynolds movies I could find down at the local Video Rental store.

Nine Yards, Cannon Ball Run, Smokey and the Bandit...and whatever else he was on that looked cool enough that I'd watch that shyt too.

So, we start watching them shyts and the day goes good. Give her some food, make sure to take her to the bathroom. Keep her from lighting the stove, etc... On like the 3rd or so day, I'm losing interest in watching them shyts, but I'm pleased that I got her to stay infront the Tv instead of fussing or wanting to go out, so I start to venture out. Like I'd go cook something, eat, read a book and leave her and she'd still be there, glued and entertained.

One day, and I'd never forget this shyt, I pop in one of the Burt Reynold movies I gotten her and went about my thing. I'm in the kitchen cheffing up a frozen pizza I'm gonna eat by myself, 'cause fukk it, I Deserve it for having to spend what I can only see as my whole forseable summer not being able to be a kid, so I might as well indulge, and I'm listening to her usual chatter 'cause she tends to talk to the screen and oddly at times, nobody in the chair next to her, which is where I'd sit.

But as I'm cutting up my shyt I'm hearing this one cat yell "You ever had your balls cut off, you fukking ape?" And I'm like "Jesus? What the fukk's going on in this one?" Then I start hearing squealing noises which had me even more confused, so I pop back in, wanting to see some action go down and I get this.

She over there going "Uh huh..he coming for yuh. He coming for yuh!"

Needless to say, I just took my Pizza and went upstairs and went to watch some Snorks. No kid needed to be seeing that shyt.

BUMP.

Ayo, you told a hell of a story and crafted it damn near perfectly. I'm howling right now! Respect that

Yeah that rape scene is type fukked up, but if you ever get over the childhood trauma, Deliverance is a great movie and does a masterful job at juxtaposing humans as our environment & culture influences and shapes us. It makes for a great lazy Saturday with 2 joints / blunts so you can really immerse yourself in the movie and really break sh!t down.

 

[invalid]

I was like four or five at somebody’s house, maybe a relative, I can’t remember, and I walked in on them watching...

 

[SunZoo]

Top 5 favorite gays lol

 

[Joe Budden]

My teacher telling me he’d kill me if I told anyone.