Liquor Store / Dept Store Gafflin Stories.

[WHITE DEVIL]

I bet we got a grip on here.

There was this one gas station where I was a kid where they were always assholes to me for some reason lke tellin me to get out, thinkin I was stealin shit, etc. The two main dudes who worked it were always hella rough wit me and told me to get the fuck out etc.

Anyways about 12, 13 I started smoking. And they always had their cigarettes right by the front door. This was back in like 93, 94 when stores always used to have cigarettes on the front counter next to the registers.

Anyways I would wait till it was hella busy and walk right directly behind someone and grab like 3 or 4 packs and run. I used to do that shit at least once every 3 months or so. Motherfuckers supplied half my cigarettes.

Well finally they wised up and put their cigarettes back, and one time a cop saw me and I had to hop a fence and skirt through someones backyard to get past him so I was like fuck that I'll never go back there again.

Then like, had to be months later I was hella drunk and it was like 2 am and we rolled past and I saw they had a new kid so I was like fuck it lets see what we can do here. I walked in, said hi, looked at him, looked at some shit, and he just had this dumbass look on his face like he didnt know me. I was like oh he did not act like I am not this stores mothafuckin nemesis.

Anyways so they set their entire thing of camels like probly 50 packs on this big ass metal rack and put em back on the counter. I bought a snickers, looked at the cigarettes, looked at the dumbass workin there, and I was like fuck it and I grabbed the whole metal rack with two arms. I headbutted the door open and busted out. My boy was parked around the corner and he said all he could see was me runnin hella maney side to side and cigarettes falling everywhere. I was trying to run faster but the thing was hella hard to balance and I was laughing so fuckin hard it hurt. Dude tried to chase but he was hella slow out the gate. We were laughing hella hard.

 

[coondogg26]

my boy stole a whole display case of newports onces, hella funny

 

[kayvee]

oh man the mental picture of this story has me rollin! great thread.

~k.

 

[los-nssj408]

I bet we got a grip on here.

There was this one gas station where I was a kid where they were always assholes to me for some reason lke tellin me to get out, thinkin I was stealin shit, etc. The two main dudes who worked it were always hella rough wit me and told me to get the fuck out etc.

Anyways about 12, 13 I started smoking. And they always had their cigarettes right by the front door. This was back in like 93, 94 when stores always used to have cigarettes on the front counter next to the registers.

Anyways I would wait till it was hella busy and walk right directly behind someone and grab like 3 or 4 packs and run. I used to do that shit at least once every 3 months or so. Motherfuckers supplied half my cigarettes.

Well finally they wised up and put their cigarettes back, and one time a cop saw me and I had to hop a fence and skirt through someones backyard to get past him so I was like fuck that I'll never go back there again.

Then like, had to be months later I was hella drunk and it was like 2 am and we rolled past and I saw they had a new kid so I was like fuck it lets see what we can do here. I walked in, said hi, looked at him, looked at some shit, and he just had this dumbass look on his face like he didnt know me. I was like oh he did not act like I am not this stores mothafuckin nemesis.

Anyways so they set their entire thing of camels like probly 50 packs on this big ass metal rack and put em back on the counter. I bought a snickers, looked at the cigarettes, looked at the dumbass workin there, and I was like fuck it and I grabbed the whole metal rack with two arms. I headbutted the door open and busted out. My boy was parked around the corner and he said all he could see was me runnin hella maney side to side and cigarettes falling everywhere. I was trying to run faster but the thing was hella hard to balance and I was laughing so fuckin hard it hurt. Dude tried to chase but he was hella slow out the gate. We were laughing hella hard.

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shit my cuzzo used to do that shit, but the store we went to had there cigs. above the counter and the liquor behind them so he would ask for a bottle and they would look at him funny cause they knew the mutha fucka wasnt 21 and when they would turn around to get it he would reach up and grab a carton of cigs. and jus cut out hella fast. ha ha ha ha. shit was helarious.

 

[los-nssj408]

ah man this 1 time i was wit my homeboy N his cousin N my homeboys cousin was tellin me how she used to jack little bottles of liquor from a rite aid around the corner from her pad. so me N my boy had to go over there cause she said the alarm set up at the door was fake. so i thought hell yea. well we go N i head straight for the liquor grab the biggest bottle of jack daniels and shove it down my pants on my waist line. my pants were hella bulging. so i meet my boy in line grab his keys and walk out with no worry but right when i hit the doors alarms start going off. i was like oh fuck. turned the corner and they had a plant display outside so i dropped the bottle in the plants N keep walkin. dude comes outside N tells me to come back in so i do with no bottle N when i walk back in the alarm doesn't go back on so he was like oh never mind i'm sorry N i started giving attitude like you mutha fuckas try to accuse me of steelin fuck that. so he appoligized again and i walked out. when my boy came out i pointed to the plants and he looked grabed the bottle N we was out. shit was funny.

 

[Ambition209]

oh shit i got a gang of'em i'll share a few........

relating to ur thread i was also around 12 when i started smoking and the liqour store on the block had the cigs right in front by the counter but they had the chewing gum behind the counter (stupid right?)... so we would go in and one of us would be like the decoy like "can i get some juicy fruit?" then right when they turn around the other one of us would snatch up a pack of marlboro menthols.... sometimes we would be like "oh could i get some big red uhh nevermind make that some winterfresh nah i'll just go with the big red" makin the arab turn around hella times.... now i don't see anymore stores wit cigs out like that these days

also when i was round 14 or 15 i lived by the mall in modesto and my asian patna used to always hit up jc pennys for clothes.... he put me on... we would go in and the mens dept was right by the elevator upstairs so we would just open the elevator wait for anyone inside to get out thne throw hella clothes in there and when the door closes we take off our shit throw on shirts and then cover with ours.. rip off tags.. stuff hats down our pants hella shit.. i remember my pops comin home and finding i had like 8 brand new new era hats cuz i was sellin em at middle school back then he was suspicious but i just said my boy gave'em to me..........

now im 23 man i don't be stealin no more really......... but in the past i done beer runs been the runner a few times and the driver a lot of times... now days i just get a dumb youngster to do petty dirt like that but most the time i got bread so i dont need that....

but homie above talkin about rite aid bottles n shit oh man this was hilarious.... my homie went in and me and my boy and some braud was in the car.... i was in the back seat facin the store and he came flyin out the door with two dudes behind'em runnin up to my side where im at i guess the door was locked and i was froze up just watchin he ran around the other side and dude had'em by the shirt as he openend the door my homie skirted off just as he was in and rite aid dude fell down hella hard we were hella amped up but laughin so hard.... this motherfucka ended up with like a 5 dollar bottle of vodka hahhaa............

but recently over christmas i had a beezy workin in a department store (i wont name) she let me come in one time and i made of with like 2 pairs of shoes, 3 pants 5 shirts.... then i came back two days later with my boy and we each got hella shit too......... matter of fact im sporting pants and kicks from that lick right now........

damn i realized i typed a lot... good thread tho im'a check back probably have some comedy stories in here

 

[TAKIN NO SHORTZ]

Good story WHITE DEVIL.

We use to took cigarettes from supermarket. We were three guys. And we went to register, there was always one or two customers be4 us. So one of us was in front in the mask, and giving the cigarettes two the guy in the middle, who put those in the pants. And third guy was behing in the mask and lookin that security wasn´t around.

I got many other stories to share from that same supermarket :knockout:
I remember i use to change my old shoes, into new, just take the pricetags away, and walk away. Then was scared for a while to go in that same supermarket, tought they were chasin´me or some shit, lol.

Then i took playstationgames, they were in this one part of the store, that was well guarded, so i had my strategy... I was in my normal shoppingspree, buying some foodstuff and so on, took the game like i was buiyng it, put it on my basket, then walked around the store, and hide the playstation game somewhere, and bought my otherstuff. Came to the store in next day , and took the game from hide& rest was easy. or asked some other my friend to go and find that hidden game& asked him it took away.

 

[Hyfeeboy]

oh man the mental picture of this story has me rollin! great thread.

~k.

i know! the lil 5 minute movie in my head was great , specially the whole zig zaggin part , haha..

 

[Sav Scorcese]

The old Sears Store in Fillmore shut down because JT The Bigga Figga and them kept stealing so much stuff.

 

[autistic]

Ahh shit where do I start. Ill try to make this short. In sixth grade me and my homie decided to jack hella dickies gear from Sears in Tanforan. Well we were amateur as fuck and took hella long to come up with a plan. So the whole time they're watching us on camera. We stuffed hella clothes under our shirts and pants and went out seperate ways. Well homie got caught in the parking lot. I actually made it to the bus stop across the street but got caught waiting on the dumb ass Samtrans. That aint even the funny part.

The funny part- My homie was scared as fuck. They were like questioning us and shit in the loss prevention security room. And they're trying to make it seem like we're in big trouble. Well my homie straight turned into a punk and starts crying all hysterically and is begging them not to call his house and shit. I was giving the loss prevention square hella attitude and I basically didn't give a fuck. I knew the clothes werent worth much and this is my first time getting caught so I was like fuck it. I was insulting the employee and I didn't give a fuck. When Moms came to pick me up they were explaining to her how I was going to be a menace to society and shit. I never hung out with the little punk that I thought was down again.

 

[autistic]

Ill be back with the alcohol heist stories later. Much better stories.

 

[wonderbreadSSF]

my boy used to work loss prevention at the tanforan sears, but that was a couple years ago. they sum of the best at that sears.

 

[Gas One]

i was shermed out in rite aid. and i stole some shit in front of the camera.


the dude straight up walks out of the managers room, walks directly up to me, takes the shit out of my pocket and puts it back on the shelf.

my first instinct was to grab his neck and punch him a few dozen times because he was small and white and gay looking. but thats sort of when i realized i was on camera.

i think if he would have tried to grab my arm it woulda been on like donkey kong...

i took it back off the shelf, paid for it.
i was short a dollar, i had this folded dollar in my pocket so i take it out and unfold it

and weed goes all over the rite aid table.
so i'm sitting here scooping up shake weed while this lady and her boss just stare at me and she manuevers around me and gets the dollars.

and then i walked out and went home and never returned.

good times.


...i'll tell my virgin megastore story later....now thats some stealin'.

 

[ValleyPainProduct]

funny you brought this up today cuz i jus got a call from this cat up in Vacaville i know who works at Fairmont Liquors and i aint ttalked to him since like a year ago when i was livin there for a while.....me & the YG's used to RAPE that store for alchohol......everyday me the homies would jus walk in that mafucca and grab any bottles of the most expensive shit we could.....since it was an actual liquor store they had a lotta displays for promotions and such and had ailes wit the common brand stuff like E&J pr Seagrams 7 or Jose Cuervo......Cognacs were pretty much untouchable since they were directly behind the cashier but on the occasional promotion we'd come up on bottles of Priveledge or some Remmy Martin....but Grey Goose, Belvedere, Patron, and a few other more pricey bottles was our daily targets.....i dont even really drink so i was doin it for profit.....we actually had cats hittin us up almost 3-5 times a week wit requests......id sell a bottle of goose and a bottle of patron for the paccage deal of 35 dollaz.....or 20 a bottle for 40-50 dolla bottles......

one night i jus came out the store wit two bottles of Goose and we decided on craccin em open in the parkin lot.....so we was jus kiccin it actin stupid gettin drunk and smokin bumpin music.....niggaz start goin dumb ya know how it is.....the whole time a car is in the parkin lot wit its lights on and engine runnin and it started to look suspicious so we all started lightwieght triippin off it.....the driver decided to pull up and it ends up being Ric Roc.....he said he was watchin us and was trippin out on what we was doin out in the parkin lot cuz he never seen no shit like that in Vacaville i guess i dunno.....i seen it all my life personally but he seemed to be entertained by it......he was waitin on Doonie to come through so he posted up wit us and i passed him a bottle and tol him to drink up..... its on Fairmont Liquors......Doonie and Battle Locco came through and we posted out in that parkin lot jus kiccin it for a good few hours and jacced some more bottles and damn near started a blocc party till the police came and made everyone disperse.....shit was coo though and it was all cuz of the good ol liquor run.......

 

[ValleyPainProduct]

I bet we got a grip on here.

There was this one gas station where I was a kid where they were always assholes to me for some reason lke tellin me to get out, thinkin I was stealin shit, etc. The two main dudes who worked it were always hella rough wit me and told me to get the fuck out etc.

Anyways about 12, 13 I started smoking. And they always had their cigarettes right by the front door. This was back in like 93, 94 when stores always used to have cigarettes on the front counter next to the registers.

Anyways I would wait till it was hella busy and walk right directly behind someone and grab like 3 or 4 packs and run. I used to do that shit at least once every 3 months or so. Motherfuckers supplied half my cigarettes.

Well finally they wised up and put their cigarettes back, and one time a cop saw me and I had to hop a fence and skirt through someones backyard to get past him so I was like fuck that I'll never go back there again.

Then like, had to be months later I was hella drunk and it was like 2 am and we rolled past and I saw they had a new kid so I was like fuck it lets see what we can do here. I walked in, said hi, looked at him, looked at some shit, and he just had this dumbass look on his face like he didnt know me. I was like oh he did not act like I am not this stores mothafuckin nemesis.

Anyways so they set their entire thing of camels like probly 50 packs on this big ass metal rack and put em back on the counter. I bought a snickers, looked at the cigarettes, looked at the dumbass workin there, and I was like fuck it and I grabbed the whole metal rack with two arms. I headbutted the door open and busted out. My boy was parked around the corner and he said all he could see was me runnin hella maney side to side and cigarettes falling everywhere. I was trying to run faster but the thing was hella hard to balance and I was laughing so fuckin hard it hurt. Dude tried to chase but he was hella slow out the gate. We were laughing hella hard.

hell yeah this takes me bacc to the ciggerette runs at Raleys....you about the same age as me......we ruined it for this generation i think....shit was hella easy to steal in the early 90's......

 

[drewski.kalonji]

Fuck me and my old roommate had a simple scheme that always enabled us to have a handle of good liquour if we wanted to get perved. I was living a couple blocks from a low quality Ralphs Market so when we were fiending to get saucy or before a show I would walk in with a backpack and chill out in the freezer section with no camaras. My homeboy would then simply put a bottle after examining prices and brands (you dont want to just grab any bottle and looked rush) and put it into a little basket. Since not many people shopped there he would always meet me at the freezer aisle and with no problem he would stick the bottle in my backpack and I would zip it up and it was that easy. No lie we probally did this forty times in a year. I know it's not the best story but it goes to show how easy it is to gaffle certain spots. Oh and liquor is really the only thing I would ever steal at stores and since Im of age now I can just buy my perv!!!

 

[Gas One]

shit we used to just go into the grocery store with big gulps and pour the contents of a bottle in that bitch right in the store.

back when i lived in the thunderdome (mini-mansion type shit, hella people lived there) we would go on food runs at the local grocery cuz we spent all our money on drugs and rent and water/electric bills and shit.

We'd hit the steak section, and look for the most expensive steaks. the 20 dollar, 30 dollar joints.

then, go to the bathroom with the food.

now this is the hilarious part. due to scanners, and us bieng so drunk most of the time, we would UNWRAP the meat and wrap it in the toilet paper like two dozen times , put it down our pants or in a hoodie and walk out the store. why we didnt leave it wrapped and just take the bar code off ill never know.

then everyone would go home and eat good on the grill. for the most part we made the high school kids steal liquor to hang out at the house.

and then there was that time where we got so drunk that we decided it was a good idea to break into cars. 7 of us. and then go to rite aid and steal all the lawn chairs, stone fountain things that water comes out the frogs mouth, flowers, fuckin fire logs, EVERYTHING outside the store.

next morning the dude who basically was the only responsible one...7am....is screaming at the top of his lungs...WHERE THE FUCK DID ALL THIS SHIT COME FROM! YOU GUYS ARE GOING TO GET US ARRESTED! GET RID OF THIS SHIT NOW!

i go downstairs and the whole front room (its a big front room) is FILLED with shit. cd booklets wallets, cellphones, books, rented blockbuster videos, skateboards, bikes, scooters, you name it. all the tables in the room were piled with odds and ends, shit was piled on the floor, against the door.

most of us didnt even remember doing it.
ive honestly never felt so "what have i done?" in my life.

 

[crazy707]

Man...There's some good stories on here. Here's mine.

It was me and 3 of my homeboys. We sat in the Wal-Mart parking lot for about an hour trying to come up with a plan on how to gank some CD's. My older patna, the driver, was telling us what to do and said that if he gets caught then to play along with his story that he made up. Well, we all go in there, pick out a CD and sort of split up. Me and one of my boys walk around in the linen dept. and unwrap the CD's and stick em in our pockets. I had a beenie in my pocket so I stuffed it in there. Then me n him go out the back entrance by the garden section. The cashier stopped me and asked me what was in my pocket. I got hella scared and pulled out my beenie and was like, "It's my beenie dumb ass..." She gave me a crazy look and said I was ok. 5 mins. later one of my other boys comes out the same exit. All three of us put our CD's in the bushes and walk back in through the front entrance. We see our other boy getting ready to walk out. As soon as we get outside someone stopped us and they took him and said they knew he stole. Keep in mind this is the same one who said to go along with his BS story that he was going to make up. Anyways, as soon as they say that he starts confessing, not even trying to come up with a story. As soon as he got caught the rest of us bounce out. Me n my one patna go one way and my other boy goes another way. The next day I call to see about my boy who went the other way and he said that he got hella scared and went back and confessed. They tried to scare him and told him it was a good thing that he confessed because they had him on camera and they had a warrent out for his arrest. There was no way I was turnin myself in...

 

[ValleyPainProduct]

^hahahaha.....you was rollin wit some weenies.....good thing yall wasnt robbin a bank......and i thought Walmart CD's are all censored and shit why you wanna steal that crap??????

 

[wonderbreadSSF]

HA A WARRANT 4 A CD, CHEA RYT