The Evil Glare. Usually reserved for inmates who won't behave, but is more often than not used on staff. Just a silent and subtle warning that usually gets ignored to their peril.
But I'll remember.
And this Evil Glare goes out to Sgt Uncle T who called out tonight and left me (again) on the yard with Sausage and Kermit. My ears are still stinging from the constant chattering.
I don't think I spent more than fifteen minutes inside the shack all night long. Instead I went and found Sergeanty things to do elsewhere. Like hanging out in the office in dining and reading violations at 6 house.
It got me out on the yard, yeah.
But I'll remember that....... Just you wait....
And by the way, the coffee pot in the shack is now dead. At least I didn't do it this time. It died all on it's own.
Maybe it's a sign.
Thursday is going to be Bird Day, National Whipped Cream Day, FM Radio Day, Bozo The Clown Day and National Second Hand Wardrobe Day.
Get all dressed up for it!
Cats can change your world - *While I was in Napoleon getting a haircut Thursday, the hairdresser told me a sweet little story I'm going to share. I'm paraphrasing, and may get some ...
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