THE END [[#Wattys2020]]

MONTH 2

Chapter 169: Doing My Part

Russ Wilson (I-10, California Desert)

"Question... what the fuck is a yankee doodle dandy?? Do you know?"

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"...If you know, and you tell me, I'll let you live... Promise!"

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"...No?"

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"...Ok."

*gunshot rings out*

Chapter 170: Restless Head Syndrome

Inmate 2767 (State Penitentiary, Huntsville, Texas)

me: What? Someone say somin'?

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Me: I ain't say shit.

me: Oh, shit, think dat was me then talkin'.

Me: You losin' it Nigga!

me: Ya?

Me: Ya, but Asshole's losin' it more, though! You talkin' to yo'self, but he over there smearin' blood an' shit all over himself and da walls. You see dat shit, Nigga?

me: I 'did' see dat shit... smelt it, too! Dirty bastard!

Me: You gotta move now, or a nigga's gonna die on us... out of reach!

me: Out of reach, Nigga... out, of, reach!

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me: What we movin'?

Me: Fuck, Nigga, really?? You even payin' attention!!

me: No, ya, fuck... I'm cool. What's the plan?

Me: Ok, here's what we do... use da stinger chord... it's thick, 12 gauge, long too! Probably 4 feet, maybe more! Plenty of reach, plenty of slack--

me: Mhmm, mhmm.

Me: Get the nigga to stick his arm around, through the bars.

me: Ok, ok... how?

Me: I don't know, Nigga!! Ask for some'in... give him da playin' cards or some'in, shit.

me: Ok, gotcha.

Me: Then you grab that fucker, aight? Hard as fuck too... gotta be hard, Nigga!

me: Right, hard.

Me: Real hard Nigga... den you gonna slap the noose on, pull the fucker's arm over to yo side...

me: Pull him to 'my' side! 'My' side!

*crashing sound*

me: Huh?

*Asshole mumbling*

me: What the--

Me: Nigga, you listenen!

me: Ya, Nigga, I'm good!

Me: K, den we gonna tie that bitch's arm right there in place! Got it?

me: You gonna help me?

Me: Ya, Nigga!! Gonna be there every step of the way! So you got it?

me: Got it... tie the nigga's arm to my bars... on my side.

Asshole: GUARDS!!!

me: What! What's that! Guards?

Me: NIGGA!!