They stuck me down in the wobblehead house tonight for my utility night. The first time I have been in a regular housing unit in quite a long time.
But it was chock full of wobbleheads so we were all well entertained.
I'm doing a wing walk just for something to do and there's this inmate standing at one of the microwaves heating up a Ramen soup or something. And he's wearing this t-shirt that is just little more than tatters.
I said "That shirt is more holes than shirt!"
He said "What?"
"Man, you can wear a shirt like that in a prison! They'll think it's an escape tool!"
"You could throw that up against the fence and just climb through one of the holes!"
"What?" I was quickly tiring of this game. It was like sandblasting a soup cracker.
"Just throw that shirt away and get another one, okay?"
Bad jokes are entirely wasted among the wobbleheads.
I guess you'll be getting an extra post from me this week as I am working my day off tomorrow. I have been #1 on the overtime list for five days running and I have just been lucky that none of the midnights Sergeants have called in. So I'm working a day off to get back to the bottom of the list again.
Wednesday is going to be Threading The Needle Day, Merry-Go-Round Day and National Hot Fudge Sundae Day.
Jeez! Stop with the ice cream, already! And all of the Canadians I know are demanding I buy them breakfast! Sheesh!
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