Photos of butte montana

/ Views: 62191

Mark Anthony Given

MY FIRST NIGHT IN THERE I got my jeans and my tennis shoes stolen and woke up sleeping on the floor in the large day room because of overcrowdi ng by a group of eight or ten young black guys whipping b...ars of soap at people sleeping… Fortunatel y I didn’t have to get up and get my ass beat because a long simmering feud erupted by two of the large bulls in there. One of them was dumber than a box of rocks, and looked like an old country mule, kinda narrow between the eyes, and grew up on a sugar plantation and had scars on his head from a lifetime of bad decisions. In for murder and about six three, two hundred and forty pounds he had what I was told was a, “Star in his eye.” A slight glean of madness in his eyes that when he looked right at you was like a twinkling of sharp knife in the sun that set a chill down your spine. Had a sick, disdainful grin on his face like he was just dying for you to say the wrong thing, so he could punch you in the face. The other guy was real friendly, about five ten maybe thirty years old from the “Malphamen Projects in New Orleans who was caught robbing jewelry stores and on his way to Angola for a fresh fifteen year sentence. I had no idea what they were ‘beefing about and could only understand three or four of every ten words and after a few days of arguing intensely, determined they just didn’t like each other. I kept my head in the King James Version of the Bible and prayed and was glad they were otherwise occupied. I remember I read the first ten chapters and because of its three contradict ing and over lapping accounts and style, I was more confused than when I started…. MY FIRST NIGHT IN THERE I got my jeans and my tennis shoes stolen and woke up sleeping on the floor in the large day room because of overcrowdi ng by a group of eight or ten young black guys whipping bars of soap at people sleeping… Fortunatel y I didn’t have to get up and get my ass beat because a long simmering feud erupted by two of the large bulls in there. One of them was dumber than a box of rocks, and looked like an old country mule, kinda narrow between the eyes, and grew up on a sugar plantation and had scars on his head from a lifetime of bad decisions. In for murder and about six three, two hundred and forty pounds he had what I was told was a, “Star in his eye.” A slight glean of madness in his eyes that when he looked right at you was like a twinkling of sharp knife in the sun that set a chill down your spine. Had a sick, disdainful grin on his face like he was just dying for you to say the wrong thing, so he could punch you in the face. The other guy was real friendly, about five ten maybe thirty years old from the “Malphamen Projects in New Orleans who was caught robbing jewelry stores and on his way to Angola for a fresh fifteen year sentence. I had no idea what they were ‘beefing about and could only understand three or four of every ten words and after a few days of arguing intensely, determined they just didn’t like each other. I kept my head in the King James Version of the Bible and prayed and was glad they were otherwise occupied. I remember I read the first ten chapters and because of its three contradict ing and over lapping accounts and style, I was more confused than when I started…. MY FIRST NIGHT IN THERE I got my jeans and my tennis shoes stolen and woke up sleeping on the floor in the large day room because of overcrowdi ng by a group of eight or ten young black guys whipping bars of soap at people sleeping… Fortunatel y I didn’t have to get up and get my ass beat because a long simmering feud erupted by two of the large bulls in there. One of them was dumber than a box of rocks, and looked like an old country mule, kinda narrow between the eyes, and grew up on a sugar plantation and had scars on his head from a lifetime of bad decisions. In for murder and about six three, two hundred and forty pounds he had what I was told was a, “Star in his eye.” A slight glean of madness in his eyes that when he looked right at you was like a twinkling of sharp knife in the sun that set a chill down your spine. Had a sick, disdainful grin on his face like he was just dying for you to say the wrong thing, so he could punch you in the face. The other guy was real friendly, about five ten maybe thirty years old from the “Malphamen Projects in New Orleans who was caught robbing jewelry stores and on his way to Angola for a fresh fifteen year sentence. I had no idea what they were ‘beefing about and could only understand three or four of every ten words and after a few days of arguing intensely, determined they just didn’t like each other. I kept my head in the King James Version of the Bible and prayed and was glad they were otherwise occupied. I remember I read the first ten chapters and because of its three contradict ing and over lapping accounts and style, I was more confused than when I started….



Related news


Photos of stone patios
Diy home photo booth
Buy photo booth backdrop
Photo editing online befunky
Jill nicolini nude photos
Mig fighter jet photos
Photo mb reducer free download