Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Day one, in Prison.

I opened my eyes and a bed was above me, I found myself alive in a cell, I ressurected from death. 4 hours later I realised I was in Prison. I got up from the lower bunk and saw a man on the top bed. It was Michael Scofield from Prison Break. I killed him. I was caught by the police for the mess I made and was put to a solitary cell, I killed them security guards. I broke out and killed many prisoners including Michaels brother, Jesse McCartney. I was shot in my left thighs and I pretended to die, minutes later I was brought to the Mini Clinic, I saw this nurse I killed her and her colleagues. As I was put to the mental facility, I atempted to kill the head officer but I was shot with multiple tranquilizer darts.

I was rudely disturbed by a secruity guard coz' it was lunch time. I suffocated the guard and ate his ears. As I was escorted by two guards to the cafeteria I started to realise killing is bad, coz' everytime I kill, I get beaten up pretty bad. Then later in the cafeteria, I had two lump of shit lookin' meal on my tray, It looks bad but its pretty awesome, tastes like chicken with sweat. Anyway, I sat with a couple of girls, and I thought male prisoners would go to a male prison but thank the lord there were girls here, they look pretty with manly voices. I made a couple of friends, Michael Jackson, Elton John, Christopher Wong and the dead singer from Queens, yeah he Revived.

I was sent back to the cell. I then realised being in prison is pretty dull so I started writing poems like..
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Remember the time in Bed,
When I was on top of you.
After spendin' hours writing that poem, We were to get out in line and head to the bathroom, the bathroom is an open shower area where you can see everything. Yes you can see tiny pigeons sometimes they grow to big pigeons. While I was singing the song Y.M.C.A with a bar of soap in my hand, one of them kind souls told me never to drop my bar of soap. As soon as he said it, I dropped it. It flew right in front of Elton John, so I walked right up to him and bent right in front of him. I felt a sensational penetration right in my ass. I realised I was being... yeah. It was a painful and humilating experience of my life. I tried to kill him but he just touches me and grabs me whenever I wanted to assault him.
Never Drop The Soap.

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