Odin88
06-01-2008, 07:00 PM
I was sent to prison when I was 19. I had a shitload of illegal firearms, and the cops were pissed about that....
I had not had very much contact with niggers until then. I soon found out what the animals were really all about. In prison you must go through 'orientation" Basically you sit in a cell for six weeks and a few times a day go to 'classes' describing the rules and blah blah blah.
The day I got out of orientation was August 25, 1996. We all had to wear these little 'viet-cong" pajamas. Dark blue top and bottoms with a big white 'D.O.C.R." down the leg. They moved me to my new home, cell 264, 2nd tier, East Cell House. I was putting away my soap, toothpaste, q-tips, (vaseline) and what not when 2 gigantic motherfuckers appear at the door of my cell. One was a native american with scars all over his face and the other was the biggest fucking nigger I had ever seen.
They stared at me for maybe 15 seconds and then the nigger said. "Looks like its time to tax the new White boy." (take my shit) The indian was chuckling.
I thought about it for a few seconds and thought, ' I am doing ten years in this bitch. No fucking way I am going to be someone's bitch for a fucking decade!"
I had just sharpened a pencil to write home to my mother. I snatched it off the desk and held it under the nigger's throat. I said "You motherfuckers want my shit? Come and fucking take it!" Now understand, I was bluffing like hell! I was 19, skinny and scared shitless! I was not as tough as I was pretending to be.... I think I even had tears in my eyes.
The two pricks looked at me for a second and said 'See you later punk! You gonna take dis shit!" And he grabbed his crotch. They left and i sat on the bed wondering how the fuck i was going to survive 10 YEARS of this shit...
A shadow fell across the bed. I looked up, ready to fight for my life and there was a guy standing there just staring at me. I stood up, held up the pencil and said, "You wanna take my shit too cocksucker? I put this in your fucking eye!!"
This guy was none other than Drew. Yes, thats right, Drew of the ravioli incident. He stared at me without saying anything for a moment and asked me if I had a place to sit at chow. I said no. He said, "Supper is in 30 minutes. You'll see us in the chow hall." I had no idea what he meant by "us", but when I walked into the dining hall, I looked over and saw about 25 bald white guys sitting by themselves. Drew stood up and waved me over.
Turning point of my life. Thanks niggers!
I had not had very much contact with niggers until then. I soon found out what the animals were really all about. In prison you must go through 'orientation" Basically you sit in a cell for six weeks and a few times a day go to 'classes' describing the rules and blah blah blah.
The day I got out of orientation was August 25, 1996. We all had to wear these little 'viet-cong" pajamas. Dark blue top and bottoms with a big white 'D.O.C.R." down the leg. They moved me to my new home, cell 264, 2nd tier, East Cell House. I was putting away my soap, toothpaste, q-tips, (vaseline) and what not when 2 gigantic motherfuckers appear at the door of my cell. One was a native american with scars all over his face and the other was the biggest fucking nigger I had ever seen.
They stared at me for maybe 15 seconds and then the nigger said. "Looks like its time to tax the new White boy." (take my shit) The indian was chuckling.
I thought about it for a few seconds and thought, ' I am doing ten years in this bitch. No fucking way I am going to be someone's bitch for a fucking decade!"
I had just sharpened a pencil to write home to my mother. I snatched it off the desk and held it under the nigger's throat. I said "You motherfuckers want my shit? Come and fucking take it!" Now understand, I was bluffing like hell! I was 19, skinny and scared shitless! I was not as tough as I was pretending to be.... I think I even had tears in my eyes.
The two pricks looked at me for a second and said 'See you later punk! You gonna take dis shit!" And he grabbed his crotch. They left and i sat on the bed wondering how the fuck i was going to survive 10 YEARS of this shit...
A shadow fell across the bed. I looked up, ready to fight for my life and there was a guy standing there just staring at me. I stood up, held up the pencil and said, "You wanna take my shit too cocksucker? I put this in your fucking eye!!"
This guy was none other than Drew. Yes, thats right, Drew of the ravioli incident. He stared at me without saying anything for a moment and asked me if I had a place to sit at chow. I said no. He said, "Supper is in 30 minutes. You'll see us in the chow hall." I had no idea what he meant by "us", but when I walked into the dining hall, I looked over and saw about 25 bald white guys sitting by themselves. Drew stood up and waved me over.
Turning point of my life. Thanks niggers!