“Wade was captured after he texted the girl - two weeks after he allegedly shot at her - and asked her to go on a drive with him to San Francisco in the Lamborghini.”—
The story of the Marin kid who stole Guy Fieri’s Lamborghini is ABSOLUTELY FUCKING BONKERS. Fake Marin thugs are kind of a thing in the Bay Area. The kind of kids who are quick to remind you that Tupac lived in Marin City — “He went to Tam for a year, dude!” — are a stock character. This dude lives it though.
I remember in high school some dude I kinda hung out with was telling people he had been commissioned by some Russians to steal some spinners — SPINNERS! — off a car in some lot on Byrant or thereabout. He had some ridiculous plan that involved scaling the wall and putting the car on blocks. I’m absolutely sure he never followed through with it. Should’ve taken some tips from the Marin kids, I guess.
“In Samoa he was taking courses and speaking with therapists. He swam with whales and earned a scuba diving license, watched every episode of “The Mentalist” on DVD, put his classmates onto Lil B, began learning how to play piano. He read Manning Marable’s Malcolm X biography and Richard Fariña’s counterculture fiction.”—Caramanica on the #based #positive lifestyle of Earl Sweatshirt. (via tumblinerb)