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Now I know we all come from different walks of life'n'shyt so childhoods gonna be different, requiring different things and what's not to survive, but I'm quite sure ain't most of us on here ever turned down the opportunity to make money coming up and to this day, myself included.
So......what was your first ever hustle? Mine? I used to slang porn as a kid.....
So......what was your first ever hustle? Mine? I used to slang porn as a kid.....
Aight, so for like the first decade of a young black, Caribbean breh's life, he grew up with Mah Dukes when she lived with her folks, which included Aunts and Uncles on some Family Matters shyt. Now a breh grew up mid tier midclass, and I ain't gonna front like as if I ever had to go a day in my life back then without food or clothes so it ain't like money was tight.
I was my Mom's only kid at the time so it wasn't nothing for a breh to ask for Toys, mainly videogames and what's not and get 'em on some spoiled child shyt, but eventually you gonna get restless and you ain't willing to wait until ya Birthday or Christmas to cop new shyt and you ain't got a job or even an allowance, which at the time seemed like a Stateside Tv Cac practice 'cause wasn't no folk down here given no damned allowance like that unless they folk was extra. So the only money kids back then really had on some pocket money shyt was little shyt you could gleam on the sly.
Like say for example, Mah sends you to the store to cop some groceries and you keep the change provided it ain't nothin' over a 5, that's bank. You got 25 Dollars a week for lunch and you ain't spend it all, or just bought dollar fries and drank water for the week? Bank, and I always stayed saving so I could go out and cop my own shyt on some financial independence
.
Now back in them days, Porn was always somethin' that was forbidden for obvious reasons, but as a curious, mischievous kid, it just made you seek the shyt out more despite not being aroused by it like it's intended purpose. You used to find it tucked away in chest of drawers, hidden in shoeboxes in closet shelves, unmarked in stacks of VHS tapes, trying to be nondescript'n'shyt. Plus I know when one went into the chamber, the entire mood of the room just...changed.
Like if I was gaming with a friend back in the day and his older brother/sister/cousin/uncle whomever, wanted to watch some blues, he'd run is out the room/house/building, lock the door and all you'd hear is funk and moaning
. Now while I had little to NO interest in females back then (I was like 7-9) I had like a basic idea of what sex was and how folk met up to do it, since my older cousins stayed trying to watch porn all the time back in them days, plus it wasn't too hard to realize what was about to go down when an older person ran you off a secluded tv with a member of the opposite sex with 'em and closed the door on you and you heard that click.
But yeah, back then, all I wanted to do was play games and ride my bike, like any kid my age should be doin', right? And that I did, but things changed when my Uncle took my Super Nintendo and put it in HIS room and after a heated, whiny argument, allowed me access to his usually locked room so that I could play during the day before he came home from work, which was cool, because back then I used to have to ductape and wire shyt up to one of these
and hope it would work. Plus it was out in the living room so if my Grandparents came home, I'm getting kicked off so they could watch Matlock or Barnaby Jones'n'shyt and be out of a telly, so gaming in his room, although on restricted hours, gave a breh more freedom 'cause I knew when he was scheduled to come home and also I could muck around with his other shyt, like his Computer, watch movies/cartoons he dubbed (recorded using two VHS machines, a process which was somewhat expensive and rare back in them days) and also the Tv was a major upgrade.
Had RF outputs so a breh got quality viewing, remote control so I ain't had to be fukking with that turn dial shyt that fell off, surround sound 'cause he had some speakers hooked up to the shyts, a breh was eating good until my Cousins found out I had access to my uncle's room and started clamoring to be over by me all the time.
Now at first, I had no problems with the shyts since back in them days it wasn't nothing to have like 5,6,7 people in ya house, running videogames, passing around the controller on some tournament shyt, but them brehs ALWAYS came over for one thing after I got my new hookup.
"Yo, Address. You uncle gone wuk, rite? Where he new rude tapes them is?"
"I don't know guys, prolly over there. Want to play Street fighter?"
"nikka, lock that shyt off, put in this Black Cheerleaders and go lock the door."
Me ".....y'all don't ever quit with this shyt?"
And they didn't. I remember at the starting of summer them fools was over EVERY, fukkING, DAY...just to watch porn. My cousins were in their mid teens so of course they knew what was going on, compared to me who just saw porn as something you shouldn't be watching, but did just 'cause you wanted to know what was so special about it. I ain't had the interest or the hormones to really pay it any mind, but I quickly came to realize that these fools gonna be over here EVERYDAY...just to see this shyt...and they getting me in trouble with it too, 'cause my Uncle STRICTLY forbade me to have people he didn't know all up in his room even though I talked him down to just letting me and like two of my cousins who I was always with come around and he was like
"Keep my room clean, keep off my bed, keep out my shyt."
So after letting those fools come over all the time JUST to see that shyts, I'm getting blamed for having too much folk over in the house, I'm steady cleaning up after fools, nikkas is drinking soda out the fridge and looking to dip into whatever my Grandmother had cooked for lunch and stored for when my Grandad pops in at mid-day........shyt ain't really worth it's sauce and I'm getting fed up until one day, I get a rapping on my window and I look outside and I'm greeted to like
A gang of nikkas, at fukking 9am outside my door like "Yeah, your uncle gone?"
I'm like "Nah, fukk you nikkas, y'all keep coming over here and getting me in trouble. Ain't putting the magazines back, fukking turning the pages all fukked up, got him questioning me'n'shyt, nah. fukk that. If y'all ain't looking to get ya asses beat in Mario Kart, fukk off."
But these nikkas like
when it comes to watching these blue tapes, and I'm noticing that some of these dudes I don't even know or like
, like that shyt from around the neighbourhood, so word getting out on the street that I got the hookup and these nikkas looking to bumrush me and even though I'm to these dudes, with scraggly ass facial hairs, and like damn near 8 inches in height coupled with 5 or more so years over me, I ain't about to lose my gaming mecca for free, so I hit 'em with the.
:AU_JD: "Ain't nobody stepping inside unless they pony up like Two fifty."
Now nikkas outside is angry as fukk, looking to push me out the way and roll over to my Uncle's room since I ain't in no position to fight one, much less 9 of these smelly ass, juvenile hormone secreting ass, balls jiggling (I had a cousin who used to masturbate constantly to the point where he'd always be
Doing this shyt subconsciously to the point where we all just blocked it out, it was so common.
Now, nikkas is ready to kick the door down, but they know that shyt will be a pyhric victory, 'cause they know I'd tell my folks, who'd tell THEY folks, and they'd have to deal with drama/beatings/punishment, so they rethinking and arguing, talking about looking to kick my ass, but from young I was always on my Prop Joe shyt.
So I tell 'em "Hold on.", run to my Unc's room, Grab 4 mags and two tapes and head back out to the crew and just start tossing them down on the outside table like cards, like "nikkas, my time is valuable, make up y'all minds before I go back to Mortal Kombat and lock my door." nikkas is still arguing and I'm like
"You know what. Today? I'll let y'all in for a dollar straight up, after today. My price stands, If you don't like it, kiss my ass, you don't like it, it's my house." and they cool, or atleast cool enough with it and they all jump in, AFTER I collect from 'em all and lock my door again and start the picture show.
Now some of you younger dudes might be like
"Who the fukk is paying $2.50 a day just to watch Porn?" You got to remember, this was in the early 90's when Porn was still stuck behind a paywall of some sort. We ain't had cable back then so we wasn't even getting the cinemax softcore shyt until after '96, so alot of nikkas ain't had access to the shyts back then as nonchalantly as it is now, so of course these horny b*stards gonna come up off that bread just to be able to watch the full on hardcore shyt my uncle had amassed.
Plus, this dude stayed bootlegging new tapes from Rent-a-video places, he had porn magazine subscriptions so there were fresh issues of Penthouse, Hustler, Hustler Humour and Playboy, hell, back BEFORE the dial up era, when Home Internet wasn't readily available, he had floppy discs filled with porn pics I used to boot up for them fools on that old Tandy green screen computer.
After that shyt, I'm noticing all kind of folk coming over that ain't never been THAT cool with me like that to the point we'd kick it at each other's houses....and they bringing females too which had me like
'cause even though I knew about sex, back then it seemed like only Men engaged in that shyt with females at the insistence of said male, but nah, I got females, smelling funny (Periods/Cooties), with budding breasts coming over wanting to watch porn with dudes and it was weird....and a bit arousing, truth be told, but I think I was more aroused at the fact that I was the nikka to be for a minute as opposed to seeing teenage lust on display like this shyt as a youngin.
I had the product, they had the itch and I took advantage 'cause, fukk it, I was gonna get in trouble anyways for having so many dudes over during the summer like I always did, why not profit off that shyt?
I was my Mom's only kid at the time so it wasn't nothing for a breh to ask for Toys, mainly videogames and what's not and get 'em on some spoiled child shyt, but eventually you gonna get restless and you ain't willing to wait until ya Birthday or Christmas to cop new shyt and you ain't got a job or even an allowance, which at the time seemed like a Stateside Tv Cac practice 'cause wasn't no folk down here given no damned allowance like that unless they folk was extra. So the only money kids back then really had on some pocket money shyt was little shyt you could gleam on the sly.
Like say for example, Mah sends you to the store to cop some groceries and you keep the change provided it ain't nothin' over a 5, that's bank. You got 25 Dollars a week for lunch and you ain't spend it all, or just bought dollar fries and drank water for the week? Bank, and I always stayed saving so I could go out and cop my own shyt on some financial independence
.Now back in them days, Porn was always somethin' that was forbidden for obvious reasons, but as a curious, mischievous kid, it just made you seek the shyt out more despite not being aroused by it like it's intended purpose. You used to find it tucked away in chest of drawers, hidden in shoeboxes in closet shelves, unmarked in stacks of VHS tapes, trying to be nondescript'n'shyt. Plus I know when one went into the chamber, the entire mood of the room just...changed.
Like if I was gaming with a friend back in the day and his older brother/sister/cousin/uncle whomever, wanted to watch some blues, he'd run is out the room/house/building, lock the door and all you'd hear is funk and moaning
. Now while I had little to NO interest in females back then (I was like 7-9) I had like a basic idea of what sex was and how folk met up to do it, since my older cousins stayed trying to watch porn all the time back in them days, plus it wasn't too hard to realize what was about to go down when an older person ran you off a secluded tv with a member of the opposite sex with 'em and closed the door on you and you heard that click. But yeah, back then, all I wanted to do was play games and ride my bike, like any kid my age should be doin', right? And that I did, but things changed when my Uncle took my Super Nintendo and put it in HIS room and after a heated, whiny argument, allowed me access to his usually locked room so that I could play during the day before he came home from work, which was cool, because back then I used to have to ductape and wire shyt up to one of these
and hope it would work. Plus it was out in the living room so if my Grandparents came home, I'm getting kicked off so they could watch Matlock or Barnaby Jones'n'shyt and be out of a telly, so gaming in his room, although on restricted hours, gave a breh more freedom 'cause I knew when he was scheduled to come home and also I could muck around with his other shyt, like his Computer, watch movies/cartoons he dubbed (recorded using two VHS machines, a process which was somewhat expensive and rare back in them days) and also the Tv was a major upgrade.
Had RF outputs so a breh got quality viewing, remote control so I ain't had to be fukking with that turn dial shyt that fell off, surround sound 'cause he had some speakers hooked up to the shyts, a breh was eating good until my Cousins found out I had access to my uncle's room and started clamoring to be over by me all the time.
Now at first, I had no problems with the shyts since back in them days it wasn't nothing to have like 5,6,7 people in ya house, running videogames, passing around the controller on some tournament shyt, but them brehs ALWAYS came over for one thing after I got my new hookup.
"Yo, Address. You uncle gone wuk, rite? Where he new rude tapes them is?" "I don't know guys, prolly over there. Want to play Street fighter?""nikka, lock that shyt off, put in this Black Cheerleaders and go lock the door."Me ".....y'all don't ever quit with this shyt?"And they didn't. I remember at the starting of summer them fools was over EVERY, fukkING, DAY...just to watch porn. My cousins were in their mid teens so of course they knew what was going on, compared to me who just saw porn as something you shouldn't be watching, but did just 'cause you wanted to know what was so special about it. I ain't had the interest or the hormones to really pay it any mind, but I quickly came to realize that these fools gonna be over here EVERYDAY...just to see this shyt...and they getting me in trouble with it too, 'cause my Uncle STRICTLY forbade me to have people he didn't know all up in his room even though I talked him down to just letting me and like two of my cousins who I was always with come around and he was like
"Keep my room clean, keep off my bed, keep out my shyt."So after letting those fools come over all the time JUST to see that shyts, I'm getting blamed for having too much folk over in the house, I'm steady cleaning up after fools, nikkas is drinking soda out the fridge and looking to dip into whatever my Grandmother had cooked for lunch and stored for when my Grandad pops in at mid-day........shyt ain't really worth it's sauce and I'm getting fed up until one day, I get a rapping on my window and I look outside and I'm greeted to like
A gang of nikkas, at fukking 9am outside my door like "Yeah, your uncle gone?"
I'm like "Nah, fukk you nikkas, y'all keep coming over here and getting me in trouble. Ain't putting the magazines back, fukking turning the pages all fukked up, got him questioning me'n'shyt, nah. fukk that. If y'all ain't looking to get ya asses beat in Mario Kart, fukk off."
But these nikkas like
when it comes to watching these blue tapes, and I'm noticing that some of these dudes I don't even know or like, like that shyt from around the neighbourhood, so word getting out on the street that I got the hookup and these nikkas looking to bumrush me and even though I'm to these dudes, with scraggly ass facial hairs, and like damn near 8 inches in height coupled with 5 or more so years over me, I ain't about to lose my gaming mecca for free, so I hit 'em with the.:AU_JD: "Ain't nobody stepping inside unless they pony up like Two fifty."
Now nikkas outside is angry as fukk, looking to push me out the way and roll over to my Uncle's room since I ain't in no position to fight one, much less 9 of these smelly ass, juvenile hormone secreting ass, balls jiggling (I had a cousin who used to masturbate constantly to the point where he'd always be
Doing this shyt subconsciously to the point where we all just blocked it out, it was so common.
Now, nikkas is ready to kick the door down, but they know that shyt will be a pyhric victory, 'cause they know I'd tell my folks, who'd tell THEY folks, and they'd have to deal with drama/beatings/punishment, so they rethinking and arguing, talking about looking to kick my ass, but from young I was always on my Prop Joe shyt.
So I tell 'em "Hold on.", run to my Unc's room, Grab 4 mags and two tapes and head back out to the crew and just start tossing them down on the outside table like cards, like "nikkas, my time is valuable, make up y'all minds before I go back to Mortal Kombat and lock my door." nikkas is still arguing and I'm like
Now some of you younger dudes might be like
Plus, this dude stayed bootlegging new tapes from Rent-a-video places, he had porn magazine subscriptions so there were fresh issues of Penthouse, Hustler, Hustler Humour and Playboy, hell, back BEFORE the dial up era, when Home Internet wasn't readily available, he had floppy discs filled with porn pics I used to boot up for them fools on that old Tandy green screen computer.
After that shyt, I'm noticing all kind of folk coming over that ain't never been THAT cool with me like that to the point we'd kick it at each other's houses....and they bringing females too which had me like
'cause even though I knew about sex, back then it seemed like only Men engaged in that shyt with females at the insistence of said male, but nah, I got females, smelling funny (Periods/Cooties), with budding breasts coming over wanting to watch porn with dudes and it was weird....and a bit arousing, truth be told, but I think I was more aroused at the fact that I was the nikka to be for a minute as opposed to seeing teenage lust on display like this shyt as a youngin.I had the product, they had the itch and I took advantage 'cause, fukk it, I was gonna get in trouble anyways for having so many dudes over during the summer like I always did, why not profit off that shyt?
The time I got in trouble selling Porn at HS.
" I nicknamed them so people wouldn't guess it. I just told them my homie and I got a deal worked out and im not sure what it is but they make you feel amazing for like 30 minutes to an hour. 
and lawnmower.
