TEN CRACK COMMANDMENTS

Good thing I was wearing some Air Max's because I had to run towards this cheese steak stand at 1st St. by Proper because they were already starting to clean up.
I smelled their cheese steak all the way from Long Beach Blvd. Haha.

Yeah, I got both cheese steaks - fries and sandwich.

Had to eat the cheese steak fries first because the sandwich can wait at home.


Cesar (one of the workers at Proper-clothing side) wearing Proper's Ten Crack Commandments T-shirt. (It's actually Eleven commandments. Haha.)

I. Never let no one know how much dough you hold.
II. Never let 'em know your next move.
III. Never trust no-bo-dy.
IV. Never sell no crack where you rest at.
V. Never get high, on your own supply.
VI. That God damn credit, dead it.
VII. Keep your family and business completely separated.
VIII. Never keep no weight on you.
IX. If you ain't gettin' bags stay the fuck from police.
X. A strong word called consignment.
XI. Thou shall not fuck with Long Beach Proper.

Took home the cheese steak sandwich with some chili paste/sauce on it to give it some spiciness.

Thanks Archie of Proper for the Proper hat.