re: Who here has been arrested and jailed?

What are you, a narc?

In 1989 I spent 2weeks in the old OKC jail.

They didn’t feed us enough to poop. Which is a good thing because you could bring cigs in, but sneaking a lighter in was tricky so the guys would take all the toilet paper and braid it up real tight into a long rope which, once lit, would smoulder forever, hot enough to light a cigarette. I didn’t take a shite the entire time.

I was the only white guy in the cell block, 12 of us altogether. The Mexicans and black dudes stayed on their own ends of the block mainly I think because the Mexicans no habla Engles. The only interaction happened when someone needed to light a cigarette because the toilet room was in between the two wings. I stayed in the black section (lol) my roomie was a guy named Chili. Chili was cool. We became fast friends because that first night he had a bad asthma attack so I yelled and kicked the door like mad until a guard finally came through, acting all pissed off but they took Chili out and got him a puffer.

There was some guy in the next block over who had the biggest, deepest voice I’ve ever heard. Like a fricking silverback. He was flinging poo at guards. There was always something going on over there, guards always going there because of a big ruckus. So when I finally got out, I had to see what this dude looked like so bolted over around the corner to get a glimpse and holy shite I will never forget what I saw. Massive, massive guy, naked sitting on the floor and he bellowed something at me (I’m a 19 y.o. white kid at the time) and I remembered the poo flinging episodes so I noped out back with the guard real quick and that was the last thing I remember.

I was in for burglary, long story, but my family wouldn’t bail me out. Eventually my roommate’s mom bailed me out. Chili begged me to get him out too, but of course I couldn’t.

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sneaking a lighter in was tricky so the guys would take all the toilet paper and braid it up real tight into a long rope which, once lit, would smoulder forever, hot enough to light a cigarette.

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I member using a toilet paper wick 25 years ago to light hand rolled smokes in our cell. Toilet paper wound really tight and hung right will smolder with a cherry for a long time.

Another trick was to use toothpaste as glue to stick stuff to the walls. Pictures or even boxes that worked as shelves could be glued with toothpaste to the wall. It was surprisingly sturdy when dried.

The food was bad and sparse. You'd get a small dinner at 5pm and then nothing until around 8:30 the next morning. You'd be so damn hungry you'd fight someone over green concrete paste that was suppose to be soup.

I was cold the one night I slept in a cell

I grew marijuana, got beat up by narc officers and locked up n brpp with Zebby Berthalot in '95.

It was at that point I knew I fricked up.

Here is some advice amigo. Establish dominance early, even if you’re scared. Because you ARE going to be scared. Walk in like you’re the baddest MF on the plannet, even if you’re dying inside. Because you WILL be dying inside. Talk to yourself. You can make it, and you can make it getting being “turnt out”….it is not going to be a piece of cake. promise.

I worked on a show that shot in an active prison and would prefer never to do that again.

The inmates would frick with me with to see if i would snap back. They gave it even worse to a now WWE superstar. He also just kept walking.

I did the math. There were about 12 of them in a line at any given time and one guard. It could have gone bad quick and it didn’t seem like they had much to lose.

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spent 2weeks in the old OKC jail.

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I didn’t take a shite the entire time.

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Trashy af