Yessica...
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You bet your ass its relevant!
Prison Stories
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Metasynth
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Damn! I knew I was in the wrong job!
Ok but only if you let me wear my Russian fur hat. I don't wanna mess my hair up!
I got $100 on it...I'll start selling tickets, this could be a real money maker!Deal!
We're gonna need some more nekkid ladies too.......You whip 'em in shape, @lahadaextranjera , we need those ladies nekkid and ready to run by Sept/Oct.......
lahadaextranjera
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What a shame I'm not doing an outdoor harvest this year!
Yessica...
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I'll do promotions. I kick ass at promoting things that I care about.
And I care A LOT about this. Haha
lahadaextranjera
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I'm Derrrrrrrr!
Metasynth
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Naw, we can use all the nekkid ladypower we can get...Someone already signed your name in on the volunteers list.......
That wasn't you??
Metasynth
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While we're at it, we're gonna have to shoot a calendar for Ganja Girls...I mean, that much weed and all those beautiful nekkid ladies...
Opportunity Knocking!!
lahadaextranjera
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I really don't know where I would've been in the last 2 weeks without you guys cheering me up! You all have such great senses of humor! Priceless.
I'm buzzing right now and I'm not even high! I'm sooooo excited! landing in 15!! Butterflies and everything !!!!!
Edit: car in B14
I'm buzzing right now and I'm not even high! I'm sooooo excited!
landing in 15!! Butterflies and everything !!!!!Edit: car in B14
Metasynth
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I saw a gal I hadn't seen in YEARS yesterday...She was the first girl I ever loved, and still love. Met her 17 years ago, now she's twice divorced with a kid. She lives about 300 miles away, and after lunch yesterday, she begged me to come stay with her this weekend...I had to explain to my GF that I was probably going to go stay with her this weekend...I will NOT cheat, and besides, this gal isn't in that sorta place in life. She's head over heels for the next guy in line...But I have this connection with her that is hard to explain.....I really don't know where I would've been in the last 2 weeks without you guys cheering me up! You all have such great senses of humor! Priceless.
I'm buzzing right now and I'm not even high! I'm sooooo excited!
Edit: car in B14
Talk about butterflies.
doublejj
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Unclebaldrick
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They are supposed to do this with virgins. Not sure many here would qualify.
Metasynth
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Ya'll gt room for a one-armed cripple on the boat? I dunno how i'd reel anything in with one arm incapacitated, but I sure could hollar when we get a fish on.I got this.....
I've been lurking your guys' fishing thread...I've never been much of a fisherman, but shit, looks like you guys had an awesome time...Except for dickish deckhands...
doublejj
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Hell yeah, just leave the rod in the holder & crank it in....we had nuggs on the boat with no legs...
panhead
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Damm , am i the only member of riu to do real time ?
Bunch of lucky bastards ya'll are , i'll tell ya'll my story since nobody else is fessing up .
My prison storys wouldnt even be relevant today because of changes in what you can & cant do in prison but here goes, my 1st bit was from 1972 to 1975 for manufacturing a controlled substance , thats when my 1st wife divorced me , the prosecutor tied me to organized crime because of my affiliation with the outlaws mc which my brother rides with his whole life, they used photos of me at a clubhouse to convince the jury i was a mule ,the prosecutor used my conviction to seize all my assets under early RICO laws & my case was one of the 1st successful asset seizures in Michigan for manufacturing & distribution of mj, total asset seizure was $225,000 which was huge in the 70's ,i did my time behind the walls of Jackson prison which at that time was the largest walled prison in the US & might still be , Jackson was actually a pretty chill place then , most convicts behind the walls were doing huge bits & just wanted to be left alone , not alot of rape there , sissys sucked dick there cause they liked it or were easy to be tricked out , the worst i saw there was a couple of lifer cellys who were man & wife , we'd see em popping zits on each others backs & wiping the puss on their blankets , nasty bastards, i was 2 cells down the tier & could hear balls slappin ass when they'd fuck but they never fucked with me or bothered anybody , i only had one fight in Jackson & that was when i was fresh out of quarantine & i started the fight .
When i got out & off paper i immediately left the united states & ended up in Beirut Lebanon building Marine Corp barracks & other non essential out buildings , this is where i met my real wife , she was working for the US embassy & we planned on living our lives in Lebanon, it was such a beautiful place back then plus my ex Christian father in law would bring me logs of opium on request , he was a cool old dude & he loved his daughter marrying me because i treated her as my equal yet complied with their Islamic traditions like dowery payment before marrige & my promise to convert to islam as their family did , we lived there from 1977 to early 1980 when the Hezbollah started going berzerk executing christians then marked our family for death , my wife & i left immediately, my company got both my brothers in law US work visas & got them to Denamark where they made their way to the US , my company helped my mother & father in law escape to Israel & then on to the US .
We werent back long when i got caught up in some serious shit , my wife & i were robbed at gun point & the bastard wasnt satisfied with my wad of cash ( about a grand ) so he demanded my wifes jewerly & thats when i started fighting with him & his partner bashed me in the head with something taking me off my feet , they split taking her necklaces but they didnt get her rings , i remembered the mother fucker with the guns face & saw his ass like 6 months later & decided to kill his ass for putting his hands on my wife .
I was going into an auto parts store to get points for my bike & i saw him waiting in line so i walked back out to wait on him , as soon as he came out of the store i mugged him quick while his hands were full & served him a beatin , i took the alternator he bought & smashed him in the head with it then went thru his pockets & robbed his ass back , thats when i found his lil 25 cal pistol & that pissed me off again so i boot stomped him till he was non responsive to the stomping ,then i took his shoes off & threw em in the road & got on my bike & split , some doo gooder got my plate & i wasnt home long before cops surrounded our house yelling at me thru a megaphone to come out , it was my inlaws 3rd day in the US & they got to see the cops beat the shit out of me in the street .
I was convicted of attempted murder & got 15 to life for that charge , i got convicted of felony assault with intent to commit murder & got 5 to 15 outta that , i was also convicted of having a firearm durring the commission of a felony & got another 2 years with all my sentences to run consecutively, which means they add all the years together leaving me with a 22 year minimum & a life maximum , since all the convictions were for violent crimes they sent me to a hellish prison called Michigan Reformatory aka MR Gladiator School & it wasnt good , the entire prison is ran by gangs & everybody is a mark or a trick, my 1st day out of quarantine the blacks were on me like glue , im dark skinned & look mexican so they didnt know wtf to make of me but the blacks were non stop & i was fighting atleast once a week & spending tons of time in the hole eating that nasty ass Nutriloaf , for those that dont know nutriloaf is made from all the food they serve the day before , say eggs & oatmeal at bfast , bologna sammich & chips at lunch then liver & mashed tatters at dinner , they take all that food , put it in a blender & mix it into a goop then mix it with cornmeal & bake the slop into a mini bread lookin loaf ,you eat 3 bites of that loaf & you wont shit for a week cause liquid in your stomache swells that shit up into a meat & cornmeal sponge , in all my yrs inside prisons i never heard of anybody eating a whole nutriloaf without being fucked straight up .
The next fight i was in inside MR was with a black dude i was beating the shit out of in the shower when another came from behind & stabbed me thru the left lung , i spent 9 days in the city hospital chained to the bed before they brought me back , when i got back i made a club out of 6 D Cell batterys wrapped in a magazine then tied tight with strips of bed sheet & it didnt take long before i had to use it , on my 2nd day back 2 black gang bangers rushed my cell & tried to punk me out & rip off my smokes & food in my locker , i beat both of em over the head with that battery club till one ran out of my cell leaving his bro to take the full beating , i pinned his ass between the bunks & lockers then went to work on his mellon with that club & his punk ass was screaming like a girl but wouldnt knock out, no matter how many times i clubbed his ass , i kept hitting him until the club fell apart & the batterys went flying all over the place , the goon squad ran in & maced the hell outta both of us & back to the hospital for me , the sissy ass black dude who ran & left his bro to get fucked up snitched me out saying i had the club but the other dude who took the beating denied any weapons were used so the charges against me were dropped .
My family is outside spending tens of thousands trying to get my cases thrown out on appeal & im non stop fighting inside to the point im gonna end up killing somebody or being murdered myself , the only way to stop the fighting was to clique up & i joined The Brand , once i wore the brands colors not one black gang banger fucked with me again , ever !, i spent 3 yrs in that prison before my lawyers won my appeal & i was convicted of felony assault with great bodily harm with 3 to 5 instead of 22 to life .
When i got out i had the Lebanese Flag tatooed over top the swastika on my chest before my family saw it , i didnt even tell my wife most of this stuff until like 8 yrs ago when she got real sick but she allready knew some of it cause the 1st shading of the flag couldnt cover all the black outline of the swastika on my chest so she knew that much , it took 4 seperate shadings to disolve all the black where it isnt there anymore .
Some prisons arent really all that bad & most arent hard to get along with but prisons like MR are a hell hole ran by racist predators who will beat to death, or punk out anybody who's white & cant fight , if your black at MR your safe for the most part but if your white & not in a clique your days are numbered no matter how many wigs you split because your targeted from day one by the black gangs , if you cant fight the brand wont take you just cause your white & those sissy white boys end up prostitutes or paying protection , or dead .
Bunch of lucky bastards ya'll are , i'll tell ya'll my story since nobody else is fessing up .
My prison storys wouldnt even be relevant today because of changes in what you can & cant do in prison but here goes, my 1st bit was from 1972 to 1975 for manufacturing a controlled substance , thats when my 1st wife divorced me , the prosecutor tied me to organized crime because of my affiliation with the outlaws mc which my brother rides with his whole life, they used photos of me at a clubhouse to convince the jury i was a mule ,the prosecutor used my conviction to seize all my assets under early RICO laws & my case was one of the 1st successful asset seizures in Michigan for manufacturing & distribution of mj, total asset seizure was $225,000 which was huge in the 70's ,i did my time behind the walls of Jackson prison which at that time was the largest walled prison in the US & might still be , Jackson was actually a pretty chill place then , most convicts behind the walls were doing huge bits & just wanted to be left alone , not alot of rape there , sissys sucked dick there cause they liked it or were easy to be tricked out , the worst i saw there was a couple of lifer cellys who were man & wife , we'd see em popping zits on each others backs & wiping the puss on their blankets , nasty bastards, i was 2 cells down the tier & could hear balls slappin ass when they'd fuck but they never fucked with me or bothered anybody , i only had one fight in Jackson & that was when i was fresh out of quarantine & i started the fight .
When i got out & off paper i immediately left the united states & ended up in Beirut Lebanon building Marine Corp barracks & other non essential out buildings , this is where i met my real wife , she was working for the US embassy & we planned on living our lives in Lebanon, it was such a beautiful place back then plus my ex Christian father in law would bring me logs of opium on request , he was a cool old dude & he loved his daughter marrying me because i treated her as my equal yet complied with their Islamic traditions like dowery payment before marrige & my promise to convert to islam as their family did , we lived there from 1977 to early 1980 when the Hezbollah started going berzerk executing christians then marked our family for death , my wife & i left immediately, my company got both my brothers in law US work visas & got them to Denamark where they made their way to the US , my company helped my mother & father in law escape to Israel & then on to the US .
We werent back long when i got caught up in some serious shit , my wife & i were robbed at gun point & the bastard wasnt satisfied with my wad of cash ( about a grand ) so he demanded my wifes jewerly & thats when i started fighting with him & his partner bashed me in the head with something taking me off my feet , they split taking her necklaces but they didnt get her rings , i remembered the mother fucker with the guns face & saw his ass like 6 months later & decided to kill his ass for putting his hands on my wife .
I was going into an auto parts store to get points for my bike & i saw him waiting in line so i walked back out to wait on him , as soon as he came out of the store i mugged him quick while his hands were full & served him a beatin , i took the alternator he bought & smashed him in the head with it then went thru his pockets & robbed his ass back , thats when i found his lil 25 cal pistol & that pissed me off again so i boot stomped him till he was non responsive to the stomping ,then i took his shoes off & threw em in the road & got on my bike & split , some doo gooder got my plate & i wasnt home long before cops surrounded our house yelling at me thru a megaphone to come out , it was my inlaws 3rd day in the US & they got to see the cops beat the shit out of me in the street .
I was convicted of attempted murder & got 15 to life for that charge , i got convicted of felony assault with intent to commit murder & got 5 to 15 outta that , i was also convicted of having a firearm durring the commission of a felony & got another 2 years with all my sentences to run consecutively, which means they add all the years together leaving me with a 22 year minimum & a life maximum , since all the convictions were for violent crimes they sent me to a hellish prison called Michigan Reformatory aka MR Gladiator School & it wasnt good , the entire prison is ran by gangs & everybody is a mark or a trick, my 1st day out of quarantine the blacks were on me like glue , im dark skinned & look mexican so they didnt know wtf to make of me but the blacks were non stop & i was fighting atleast once a week & spending tons of time in the hole eating that nasty ass Nutriloaf , for those that dont know nutriloaf is made from all the food they serve the day before , say eggs & oatmeal at bfast , bologna sammich & chips at lunch then liver & mashed tatters at dinner , they take all that food , put it in a blender & mix it into a goop then mix it with cornmeal & bake the slop into a mini bread lookin loaf ,you eat 3 bites of that loaf & you wont shit for a week cause liquid in your stomache swells that shit up into a meat & cornmeal sponge , in all my yrs inside prisons i never heard of anybody eating a whole nutriloaf without being fucked straight up .
The next fight i was in inside MR was with a black dude i was beating the shit out of in the shower when another came from behind & stabbed me thru the left lung , i spent 9 days in the city hospital chained to the bed before they brought me back , when i got back i made a club out of 6 D Cell batterys wrapped in a magazine then tied tight with strips of bed sheet & it didnt take long before i had to use it , on my 2nd day back 2 black gang bangers rushed my cell & tried to punk me out & rip off my smokes & food in my locker , i beat both of em over the head with that battery club till one ran out of my cell leaving his bro to take the full beating , i pinned his ass between the bunks & lockers then went to work on his mellon with that club & his punk ass was screaming like a girl but wouldnt knock out, no matter how many times i clubbed his ass , i kept hitting him until the club fell apart & the batterys went flying all over the place , the goon squad ran in & maced the hell outta both of us & back to the hospital for me , the sissy ass black dude who ran & left his bro to get fucked up snitched me out saying i had the club but the other dude who took the beating denied any weapons were used so the charges against me were dropped .
My family is outside spending tens of thousands trying to get my cases thrown out on appeal & im non stop fighting inside to the point im gonna end up killing somebody or being murdered myself , the only way to stop the fighting was to clique up & i joined The Brand , once i wore the brands colors not one black gang banger fucked with me again , ever !, i spent 3 yrs in that prison before my lawyers won my appeal & i was convicted of felony assault with great bodily harm with 3 to 5 instead of 22 to life .
When i got out i had the Lebanese Flag tatooed over top the swastika on my chest before my family saw it , i didnt even tell my wife most of this stuff until like 8 yrs ago when she got real sick but she allready knew some of it cause the 1st shading of the flag couldnt cover all the black outline of the swastika on my chest so she knew that much , it took 4 seperate shadings to disolve all the black where it isnt there anymore .
Some prisons arent really all that bad & most arent hard to get along with but prisons like MR are a hell hole ran by racist predators who will beat to death, or punk out anybody who's white & cant fight , if your black at MR your safe for the most part but if your white & not in a clique your days are numbered no matter how many wigs you split because your targeted from day one by the black gangs , if you cant fight the brand wont take you just cause your white & those sissy white boys end up prostitutes or paying protection , or dead .
Metasynth
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Wow man...just...whoa.
Yessica...
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Silky T
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Good story. And you lived to tell us about it, Dang!
I'm actually paying for protection for my son right now. He's in for malicious wounding because, after 4 years, he found the dude that stabbed him in what was supposed to be an unarmed fight. He stabbed my son right through the heart and he was DOA at the hospital. It if wasn't for a keen doctor at MCV ER (Medical College of Virginia ER- my son lives in Virginia) that did a clam shell incision on my son's chest and pumped his heart til he got it back pumping (my son was only 17) my son wouldn't be here. My son was in ICU for 4 months and we nearly lost him 4 times. Because my son didn't die and he was a gang banger with the crips at the time, they gave the other dude his freedom as "self defense" I'm like HUH? My son didn't have a weapon, the other dude did. Anyway, my son nearly killed him (again) 4 years later and is doing 6 for the malicious wounding. He's lucky because my son shot him but he lived. My son is lucky he's not sitting on death row! My son doesn't want to be in gangs anymore and he wants to stay straight because his wife has my two beautiful grand children. He comes home (or Virginia) the end of this year). So I pay for him to pay people to leave him alone and he gets to spend the limit at commissary so he shares and they don't fxxk with him- He's all scarred up like frankenstein on his chest and back from all the surgeries so he couldn't take many fights anyway.
That's my prison story.
P.S. I forgot to add, the original fight? It was over a girl.
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ttystikk
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That's for real. Glad you survived to tell us your story.