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What a nite I had. Playoffs in the Prison Rec League. The guards grab me after the game b/c I'm wearing stripes! Had to call the Warden to get me off Cellblock "C" before lockdown.
That made me late for my Association's Annual Mascarade Party. As usual, I went as African Impala. I blow out my car's rear end on the way home. Still had my costune on...head too. I step out in the road to wave for help and this moron runs me over. The guy's plate was the last thing I saw, "IREFGR8"
If I ever catch this !@*&$#&& he's a dead man.
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