Twisted Intestine 0 Report post Posted September 7, 2006 It was about 10pm, and I was in Macs(The place that took over all of my citie's 711s and Mike's marts), and there was a woman, 2 little girls(10-12), and a baby in a stroller, who I assumed were all together(All were Native American). The woman was shoving candy down the back of her pants, all while the clerk(15-17 year old white girl) watched. She went to the counter with a candy to pay for it, and the girl asked her to take the candy out of her pockets. She argued that she didn't have anything, and I stood behind them waiting to pay for my soda while they continued to argue back and fourth for a few minutes. It was annoying, as I could clearly see the candy sticking out of her ass. So the clerk just allows her to pay for what she brought to the counter and leave. The woman grabs the stroller and walks out of the store with the baby. Good, they're gone, I can pay for my soda. WRONG. Once the woman is well and gone, one of the little girls says, "Can we have our sister back?" Turns out they didn't know the woman, and the baby was there with them. (Though, why young girls were out that late at night with their baby sister is questionable. So the clerk runs outside to find the lady and I hear them yelling. I went outside to help her out, and we took the baby from the woman. I advised the girl to call the cops, and payed for my soda. I left, and the girls stayed to call their dad to come pick them up. Hopefully they got a hold of him, because the woman who stole the baby was sitting on the front steps of the house next door. What a nutjob. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
kkktookmybabyaway 0 Report post Posted September 7, 2006 Where do you live? Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
FroGG_NeaL 0 Report post Posted September 7, 2006 As the snow flies On a cold and gray chicago mornin A poor little baby child is born In the ghetto And his mama cries cause if theres one thing that she dont need Its another hungry mouth to feed In the ghetto People, dont you understand The child needs a helping hand Or hell grow to be an angry young man some day Take a look at you and me, Are we too blind to see, Do we simply turn our heads And look the other way Well the world turns And a hungry little boy with a runny nose Plays in the street as the cold wind blows In the ghetto And his hunger burns So he starts to roam the streets at night And he learns how to steal And he learns how to fight In the ghetto Then one night in desperation A young man breaks away He buys a gun, steals a car, Tries to run, but he dont get far And his mama cries As a crowd gathers round an angry young man Face down on the street with a gun in his hand In the ghetto As her young man dies, On a cold and gray chicago mornin, Another little baby child is born In the ghetto Share this post Link to post Share on other sites