“I’d bust a nigga’s ass at Uno. We gamble for phone time. I’d take nigga’s commissary: Lemme get them cookies, lemme get them chips, get that soup.”
As much as I missed Wayne, Lindsay and Martha while they were gone, I fucking LOVE IT when celebrities go to prison. It just further proves how essentially retarded celebrities can grow to become inside of their cocoon of money and ass-kissing assistants. They talk about shit like eating Ramen noodles and playing card games is the most down-to-earth thing they could possibly ever do. Gambling for extra time on the payphone? Sneaking candy back to your room? Jesus Christ, that’s what we used to do at sleepover camp in 1996.
If prison’s like all that AND the hardest job you can get while you’re in there is making license plates, then sign this bitch up.