This is the kind of place grew up in

When we were like 13 my friend and I took someone's old hot water tank so we could sell it for scrap metal for a fiver. Shifting it around our local area, we were intercepted though by Brady. Brady was known for being charismatic and tough. He was a chav basically but he had some character and morals. Anyway he had a look at it and all he talked about was turning into a massive bong where 10 people could use it at the same time. We refused to give it to him and we stored it in a alleyway nearby, I think because was Sunday and the dump was closed. The next day we went to get but it was gone lol, probably sold for copper scrap.

What kind of area did you grow up in? Share a story if you like.