ROBBING HOUSES With His Dad

I used to hit houses with my dad at 15, but man we ended up hitting this Canadians house. Told my dad, I'm like, hey, I'm gonna go hit the Canadians. And he's like, all right, I'll catch up with you. And I get on the bike and he walks and I ride over to the Canadians house. I do what they used to call a Bob knock. Somebody answers the door.

You're like, is Bob here? And they're like, no, isn't this 2.30? I'll be like alright, and it's just to see if anybody's home, so I knock on the Canadian door no answer I pound I must have pounded on this door 15 times and nobody answered so I pull the knife out I Jimmy the door I get it open. I start up in the house. I'm thinking it's slap empty So I start with the kitchen and I go in the cabinets. I start taking liquor bottles I make my way to the office end up finding like seven grams of in a pocketbook. I gave that to my pops long story short I already ransacked like three or four rooms. I go to the last room

It's a very back room and they have one of these sliding partition and I start to slide it in this lady Completely on the bed like this watching TV in the TV is pretty loud But you couldn't hear it with the partition shut and she's just locked in on the TV. I'm assuming it's his wife. I didn't get a good glance because I like freaked. As soon as I seen it, I was like, ran to the front, grabbed the bags, run out the house. As I'm running out the house, my dad, he's walking up.

I'm like, go, go, go, go, go. He grabs a couple of bags. He grabs a couple of bags. He's running as I'm grabbing the bike.