[NewChief]

Originally Posted by Simply Red

that's a pretty cool story, I'm a fan of his, he was always a tad underated.

I've told this story before on here, before. There is a street in West Atlanta called Bouldercrest, it's an exit off of 285, 285 basically circles 2/3rd of the city.

Anyhow - back in 1997ish, I was installing pool-tables for a living. I get to work one morning, and me a my install partner 'Seymour' who was about ten yrs older than me and looked like Green Days lead singer. Anyhow, one morning we check our daily work schedule and there's a job off of Bouldercrest. The name reads: "Todd Shaw" - and it dawned on me that it could be Too Short, well our manager confirmed, It was Too Shorts Mom's place.

We roll up and and it's only what was assumed to be his brothers, they were OPENLY smoking bud. It smelled like pine. Really Really strong, and they totally didn't care!

This sounds like BS - but i swear this is how it happened.

We get started on the install, the whole house starts rattling after about ten minutes of installing or prepping.

Seymour goes to the car to get the Level. It's Short Dog in a silver Porsche convertable, Seymore reported!

I was estatic, his walls in the 'pool room' had two gold records - and one was 'I Aint Trippin' -- this is the god's honest truth. Additionally he had Rap magazines scattered. The place was probably a 3000sf home. Short Dog comes upstairs, he kept saying over and over - It's all good.... That was his favorite saying, he was SUPER low-key, almost like he was sleep walking. But a very cool and nice fellow.

Nice. Love that surreal shit.