November 15, 1985
Jail ain't worth a goddam. I don't know what I thought it was gonna be, but it's lousy. The food's lousy, and the people in here are lousy. All I fuckin did was shoot two sons a bitches. You'd think they take into considerasion that i killed too sonsabitches and let me go. It was a fuckin public service.
I'm doin all this complainin and I been in here 6 hours now. i got at least 5 years to go. One guy looked at me awhile ago and said, meet. Or maybe he said meat. I know the stories. I hope he said meet.
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