Friday, June 12, 2009
I KNOW WHY THE CAGED BIRD SINGS, SEE? CAUSE HE'S A STINKING STOOL PIGEON, GET ME?
Hey hard-timers! Just a quick post to let you know that the Titanic of dreamboats, Ms. Lethal has graciously allowed me to join you here on Death Row. I expect lots of sloppy prison sex, some serious shower shanking, and maybe a few tasteful riots while I await my appeal. As the new fish around here I'm figuring I'll have to take on the toughest of you eggs so's to prove my mettle. So bring it you mugs..I ain't afraid of no two bit hoods like Knuckles Ignatowski or small potato gunzels like Lex10- I figure I gave Lexes 1 through 9 what they had coming so 10 will be easy pickings. As long as I can get outta this joint in one piece and bust a little slice of heaven goes by the name of Mavis outta the cellblock where they keep the frails, it'll all be swell. I ain't takin' a powder for nobody, see? So stay outta my skivvies and everything will be jake, understand? See ya on the yard, birds.
I made this one for you DL! Click to enlarge.