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March 31, 2010

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Childhood Games as Explained by Stringer Bell from HBO’s The Wire
Monopoly
So pick a piece, right? You got the, the top hat, the battleship. Yeah, the battleship is right. But stay away from that fuckin dog. He weak. And all these little mothafuckas be goin around the edge of the board, trying to make a dollar here, make a dollar here but they can’t see they just goin around in a big fuckin circle, yo. Yeah, you could buy up some property, you know, but it don’t mean shit. Cause all the money be right there, in the middle with the bank who can’t nobody touch, no matter what. And the bank got one cheating ass, no lie.
No matter what those directions in the box tell you, the only way you win is by being the last dude standing when all the other dudes have said, “Fuck it.” You still there, you win. And that the only way to win, believe.
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See, one dude start out as “It”, and he don’t wanna be “It” so you try and hunt someone else down and touch them, cause that make them it. And then, he be it. And now that dude, he gotta hunt someone else down and pass it on. And then that dude, he pass it on. As fast as you get rid of it, you get it again. It go round in a big muthafuckin circle and it don’t never stop. Never.
Scrabble
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Aight, game start when homie put down a word on the board, whatever word he can spell, right? And then the next dude, he gotta looks at that word and put down another word offa that. So it’s like that, you gotta keep building your words off of the other dude’s words and make bigger, better ones.
And you know, some people think it about who know more words, who know bigger, fancier shit. But it ain’t. Man, I seen a smart brotha put down “drivel” and you know how many points he get? 9. I see some other, stupidass muthafucka put down “zip” and get 45 muthafuckin points. You see, it ain’t about how much you know, how big a word be. It about what letters you pull and what the fuck you do with them, man. Shit.
Mother, May I?
Bitch, please.
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So you got two teams, right? And they stand face to face, like a parley about to go down. And the peoples stand in lines and hold hands It don’t make you a cocksucka, it just how you gotta stand. So one team, they call someone out like “Red Rover, Red Rover, get yo ass over here, bitch.” And that person gotta run ova and try an throw himself against the other team’s arms, break the chain. You see, son?
You gotta look at they people and try and see, you know, not who the littlest or who got the smallest muscles but who the weakest be, you feel me? You know, which of they people ain’t got no heart. Who ain’t lookin straight, who ain’t holdin on tight enough. Cause that be where you wanna run, and you break that shit right in half. And if you can break just one, just one of they peoples? Your whole team win that shit.
Hide and Go Seek
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Ayo, bitch, you get yourself up on out the mix. You hide some place ain’t nobody gonna look for you. You hide your ass and stay there, don’t move. Don’t you fuckin move and don’t tell nobody where you at cause you never know who gonna be snitching. You keep your head low and your mouth shut. You hide, bitch, hide. Count sheep or some shit. Just hide and that be what’s up.
Oh shit. Ohhh shiiit, someone found you? Someone found your hiding ass? Someone found your hiding, snitching, punk ass? Yeah. Cause that how it be. Shit, you think you can hide? Ain’t no hiding in this here game. Just waiting to get found.

this is fan-fucking-tastic. wow.

Childhood Games as Explained by Stringer Bell from HBO’s The Wire

Monopoly

So pick a piece, right? You got the, the top hat, the battleship. Yeah, the battleship is right. But stay away from that fuckin dog. He weak. And all these little mothafuckas be goin around the edge of the board, trying to make a dollar here, make a dollar here but they can’t see they just goin around in a big fuckin circle, yo. Yeah, you could buy up some property, you know, but it don’t mean shit. Cause all the money be right there, in the middle with the bank who can’t nobody touch, no matter what. And the bank got one cheating ass, no lie.

No matter what those directions in the box tell you, the only way you win is by being the last dude standing when all the other dudes have said, “Fuck it.” You still there, you win. And that the only way to win, believe.

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See, one dude start out as “It”, and he don’t wanna be “It” so you try and hunt someone else down and touch them, cause that make them it. And then, he be it. And now that dude, he gotta hunt someone else down and pass it on. And then that dude, he pass it on. As fast as you get rid of it, you get it again. It go round in a big muthafuckin circle and it don’t never stop. Never.

Scrabble

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Aight, game start when homie put down a word on the board, whatever word he can spell, right? And then the next dude, he gotta looks at that word and put down another word offa that. So it’s like that, you gotta keep building your words off of the other dude’s words and make bigger, better ones.

And you know, some people think it about who know more words, who know bigger, fancier shit. But it ain’t. Man, I seen a smart brotha put down “drivel” and you know how many points he get? 9. I see some other, stupidass muthafucka put down “zip” and get 45 muthafuckin points. You see, it ain’t about how much you know, how big a word be. It about what letters you pull and what the fuck you do with them, man. Shit.

Mother, May I?

Bitch, please.

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So you got two teams, right? And they stand face to face, like a parley about to go down. And the peoples stand in lines and hold hands It don’t make you a cocksucka, it just how you gotta stand. So one team, they call someone out like “Red Rover, Red Rover, get yo ass over here, bitch.” And that person gotta run ova and try an throw himself against the other team’s arms, break the chain. You see, son?

You gotta look at they people and try and see, you know, not who the littlest or who got the smallest muscles but who the weakest be, you feel me? You know, which of they people ain’t got no heart. Who ain’t lookin straight, who ain’t holdin on tight enough. Cause that be where you wanna run, and you break that shit right in half. And if you can break just one, just one of they peoples? Your whole team win that shit.

Hide and Go Seek

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Ayo, bitch, you get yourself up on out the mix. You hide some place ain’t nobody gonna look for you. You hide your ass and stay there, don’t move. Don’t you fuckin move and don’t tell nobody where you at cause you never know who gonna be snitching. You keep your head low and your mouth shut. You hide, bitch, hide. Count sheep or some shit. Just hide and that be what’s up.

Oh shit. Ohhh shiiit, someone found you? Someone found your hiding ass? Someone found your hiding, snitching, punk ass? Yeah. Cause that how it be. Shit, you think you can hide? Ain’t no hiding in this here game. Just waiting to get found.