WINFIELD PRISON...........
Today was a dreary rainy day at Winfield,the warden has grown tired
of watching over his flock of losers.The inmates have been bitching all day as the institution had run out of toilet paper following a mad rush yesterday,as most inmates got a letter saying it was parole time , but it was a chain letter going from jail to jail....
The inmates have become bored , same old routine, day in , day out.Some have even become Jehovah's Witness. To pass the time the warden has allowed reading material, pornography or The Northern Miner
to some they were one and the same.
As time has dragged on, most inmates have become financially strapped
and the warden has allowed them to sell blood, on average most can give a couple of pints every few days. The company , Cannacord Plasma
was very well known in Canada, but is now making inroads in the US.
DD, was new inmate and proved to be extremely popular,both with inmates and the management,although he was a great guy the source of his popularity was his girlfriend, an exotic dancer called "Daisy Diamond" who worked in Houston.
She told him she saw the warden and his screws(jv directors) and some
cronies from Cannacord plasma at her bar all the time, and they were
really big spenders, buying the girls champagne and tipping $100 bills
in their G strings amoungst other places, for some reason only one guy
always picked up the tab,she couldn't remember his first name but his last name was Weatherfield.
Back at the prison,Slew Lew was busy on his detail, filing papers in the office, he had sweet talked his way into an easy task,while rumaging through the papers he stumbled onto some papers the warden
had thrown out.
Most of them had gone through the shredder, but some sheets were in
one piece. Maybe the warden's secretary let them slip by while she was
making copies of her breasts,the warden was not amused and had sent many memos to Monika to stop it.
Anyway,most of the papers were about plastic surgery and plastic surgery bills,thousands and thousands of dollars,while looking through
he heard the warden laughing and proceeded with his filing.
Later, he pondered what the bills were all about, they were not
for the warden,they were not in his name,but some guy called
De Guzman.....
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