One time I went to my parent’s house and I was watching TV with my little sister. (She was 11 at the time.) When I noticed she was listening to her CD's on her disc man, and this was an awesome disc man, not one of those cheep ones you get at WAL-MART. This was a You-have-to-order-in-advanced-cause-we-are-out-of-stock DISCMAN! It had like Mp3 capability hooks up to your computer on...and...on.

So, I began thinking and thought, —“Man, I didn’t have anything like that growing up!” Kids today have so much cool ****! I had nothing! Just an imagination. When your young and broke, your imagination is your only toy. I used to be so damn poor that if I weren’t a boy I wouldn’t have had anything to play with! (Some of you got that joke and I thank you…the rest of you are dumb ass rich kids!) I had ghetto toys growing up. One Christmas I didn’t get a visit from Santa, my dad told me that Santa Claus couldn’t come to our neighborhood because he wore red and we lived in sureño territory. —“We don’t want Santa to get shot right mijo?”

Anyway, I guess you could say that I was stuck with ghetto toys. For example, when I saw an empty tuna can, it transformed to a "GI JOE LIFE RAFT." When my parents would get a new washer and dryer, the big o’ cardboard box, became my own "two bedroom apartment." Blankets would turn my living room into a "Fort." But the best of all was when I would tape garbage bags together and make my own “Homemade Slip and Slide”. Kids today have too much **** and no imagination.

Even clothes, they have tons of clothes. I remembered I had one jacket. One favorite jacket that lasted me 11 ****ing years! I took care of that jacket cause I knew it would be a while before my parents bought me another one. It was a ****ty jacket too. It was so cheep that if I were to take it off and leave it on the street, homeless people would jump over it and say, —"I'm not wearing that ****ty thing." Today people get robbed for clothes! No one ever got their clothes robbed back in the day, cause none of our clothes was worth over $20.00. Today, we have shoes that cost $100 and up, and clothes that just cause a rapper wore it on his video, now went up in value by $500. Teenagers today go out and buy $150 pair of jeans!!! HOW ARE YOU GOING TO BUY $150 JEANS WHEN YOU HAVE NO JOB? YOUR PARENTS ARE MAKIN $400 a week!! And they are walking around naked cause they can't afford to buy new clothes for themselves.

Even shoes are getting ridiculous, $100-$700 for special edition shoes! Shit, back in my day all I had where some jacked up Pro-Wings that my mom bough on Payless shoes! Damn, remember Pro-Wings shoes? God I hated does, every one would make fun of my ass. But hey, it was all my mom and pop could afford. If I were lucky I would get some LA Gear shoes after being in layaway.

Layaway sucked ass! My mom would get me all exited, we would walk in Kmart and she would say, —“Orale, agarra unos zapatos, camiseta, pantalones, y una chamarra!” Damn, I would get all exited that my mom would want to get me a whole outfit, but then she would say those dreaded words, —“vamos a poner lo en layaway.” GOD I HATED THAT! To make matters worst, the cashier would ask my mom,
—“ How much would you like to pay on your payments?”
“Three dollars”
Three ****ing dollars! By the time I got my cloths they would be out of style. Shit, I just got a pair of LA Gear size 12 boys a week ago from stuff that my mom put on layaway back in 1989! Layaway is some bull**** stuff.

But what trips me out about today’s kids, is that they have so much stuff that they don't even know what they got! They will be cleaning their room and say, —"Hey I forgot I had this!" back in da day, you wouldn't forget what you had! You knew where everything was at, —"there's my three pairs of socks, there's my one nice shirt." The reason is because these kids have to much freedom and shop for themselves. SHIT! When I was a kid I never went shopping for myself. I would come home from school and my mom would leave clothes she bought me on my bed! AGHHH I HATED THAT! I would be like, —"AMA!! I CAN'T WEAR THIS UGLY SHIRT!!! You can't make me wear this!!"
My mom would run to my room, okay mister, you don't have to wear it and take it away! She would make me beg for that ugly shirt back. —"Um...ama...can I have the shirt back? AMA, please, I know you can hear me. I THOUGHT IT WAS UGLY!" I wish I could wear it today, that’s what I was saying MOM. I was just complaining how come I couldn't wear it yet."

That’s my story…so kids, be happy your mom treats you like a king. Be happy you didn’t have to go through what I went through! Be good to them!