I AM GONNA GO OUT OF MY WAY BY CALLING OFF TODAY FROM WORK SO I CAN FIND MY PAGER,.....TAKE A PIC OF IT AND POST IT HERE,...IF ANY ONE FINDS THERES,....POST IT UP,....BUT IT GOTTA BE BY YOUR COMPUTER,...
some day 986312 6003 will be an ancient forgotten way of script, i bet most cats born in the late 80's and in the 90's can't read 986312 6003 for shit.
hahaha awwww shit i used to love my yomega yo-yo's n then wen mc donalds had them in tha happy mealz n shit i collected even more haha who here remembers pogs? haha
n i had a pager too but i never learned pager code haha my cousins would try to teach me like i'd have it written on a piece of paper n shit in my pocket haha
clip that shit on myjeans pocket (remember when clippin shit to ya belt was for dorks and doctors) or clip it on ya hat visor...or hanging from a cord around ya neck, or in the upper shirt pocket (ben davis shirts wit exxxxxtra starch)
damn
Damn... those days make me wanna smoke a joint out of some lick em and lock em Orange Zig zags, Go by a 40 oz.(even tho I was booshy broke drinkin E & J), go to the mall and dare an igga to step on my fresh dopeman Nikes(Cortez for the squares who dont know). Ah... pagers, pull-overs, dickies, ben davis, Levi 501's, and black clothes/hats... if you didn't have em... you was on da welfare or ya mama smoked hubbas. Damn, I miss the late 80's and early 90's.
Man, we used to be havin long assssss convos on pagers. I remeber for like a week i would get a page that said "lick my nipples", I was askin every girl I knew to see if it was her, I think it was my boy playin wit me.
Man, I used to have hella pogs. They were the shit!