Tony Hinchcliffe

In fact, recently I was sent a picture from an old school friend of my house, which still stands on Florence Dale Avenue in Youngstown, Ohio.

It is one of the only remaining houses in the ghetto of Youngstown.

They sent me to it.

You were there?

Yeah, when I went to Youngstown.

Really?

Yeah, the Uber driver was so excited.

Yeah.

And I showed someone a picture of my house that didn't know exactly, not everybody knows the background of Youngstown or whatnot.

And it's the only house still standing anywhere near it.

So I showed someone the picture and they're like, wow, look at all the land that you had.

But what they don't realize is that there's a graveyard of driveways that just go to nothing because every house was arsoned out or burnt down.

What the fuck was my point?

Oh, I had a big booty TV growing up as well.

Yeah, yeah, big ass TV.

And our house would get robbed about once a year, once every two years.

And they would have to take...

a bunch of dumb shit, like an Atari station.

One time they took a VCR, just a straight-up VCR, which would be worth, I guess, negative money nowadays.

What was your- Well, it's actually funny you mention that.