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So now we're on to the real good stuff. Our first big heist was a bank in lower Alabama, it went as good as bank robbery can go with 4 amateurs with guns. The job was simple, we go in sneakily, if only someone told Tai that. He burst through the door like an Asian kid on Adder-all getting mostly head shots on the ceiling tiles. So we decided why the hell not and so we continued to rampage through the bank, until the fun police showed up. It was the usual BS "come out with your hands up... etc.". Unfortunately we were determined  to get that money to pay for the van we 'borrowed' I use that term lightly. Once we were out the back we saw the va

You ever seen those crime movies where the mob boss is really secretive? Well we haven't because we sucked at our first job. It was the AT&T store at 11:28 A.M. We managed to acquire our hardware from a hunting outlet store, we totally paid for all our guns. After that we hit up a Halloween shop to get some masks. I got a Dead pool mask because he's awesome. Then we struck, well sorta. It was rush hour and there were about 20 or so people in the store at the time, so we thought we'd be kinda blunt. Well lemme tell you what happened. Money shot was charging the door when he got his leg stuck. It was a revolving door so we'd just turn it th

Ever chatted with a criminal, or shared a beer with a bank robber? No, well here's how we usually act, aside from violence or whatever flavor crime there is. My name's Schuler, but please, call me Bullet. This is how I died. Even though it's a cliche, I remember how this all started. I was born in 1989 in the worst shit hole of a town in New York. When I was about 4 my mom died and I was left homeless and starving. Until I met Money shot, or Joey. He knew how to defend himself on the streets, while I just ran from my problems. He was in a gang. I can't remember the name but I remember there were 12 when we started. Our leader was Rita, a toug