Don't let Dreye see that R

excuses:
1. the rose is shitty because my can of red got stolen (again), so i did it with a paint marker.
2. The characters are sloppy cus i was rushing to finish before the guys that stole my red came back.

Basically, since you can tell this whole piece was pretty big, i ended up going over a lot of people's stuff. I guess these guys painted there yesterday, came back to check on their pieces, and freaked the fuck out when they saw me painting the wall. They came up and tried to take all my paint (10 cans? 12?) and i think they were also planning to beat the shit out of me. Luckily, my mom was there. Usually this would be a bad thing, but her insane gestures added some comedy to the situation, so these guys got confused at the absurdity and fleed the crime scene.

the lowdown:

these two thirty year old guys came up and grabbed my painted, started cussing me out in German, and walking towards my back pack to take my shit. Out of nowhere, my mom appears screaming. She follows her loud introduction by swandiving onto my backpack so they couldn't grab it. As soon as she landed on the bag she started begging in a combination of languages (she switched between Italian, Spanish, French, Portuguese and English constantly) for them to have mercy. She kind of reminded me of a gyspy begging the cops to let her child go, but that is because i spent all last night looking at pictures of gypsies.

Anyways, the guys were so confused by my mom's performance that they both left. As they were leaving one of them yelled, "i'm gonna come back and stab you!". I finished before he came back, so i am without a stab wound for proof.

but! the one can that he ripped from my hand..was the red. the rest of the cans were blacks/whites/ that i didn't need, so considering the situation, they still did considerable damage.

These guys were huge bitches with their panties on too tight. I was painting a legal wall, so you can't expect your shit to last more than ten minutes. In their case, it ran for a full day. By the time i finished this piece, there was already another guy there with 20 or so spray cans, waiting to paint the wall after me. The tuff guys had claimed they were really famous in Berlin. I'm assuming that they are not famous, but that they are nazi's/secret queers. But Yo - i got nothing against the "gays".