I went to Prison

Okay Mr. Banks, here is your new posting.

I went to the state prison on Friday. If you are ever thinking of being bad, just go visit the prison and decide then if you willing to accept that as your new home. The prison was the female prison. I was walking with a couple of male colleagues and one said "the place is full of ugly". If the girls were ever pretty before they got here the pretty was diffinately beaten out of them. The ones who were able to receive packages from there family with make up and personal items were able to clean themselves up, but not too much because then you become somebody's bitch.

Okay we first walked around the grounds. It was amazing the discipline these ladies had when the warden or an officer or anyone passed. They had to stop immediately and stand on the closest yellow line. Basically they followed the "yellow brick road" to all their destinations. It was immediate and they did not move until we passed. They even had to stand in straight lines to smoke.

When we went into the dorms the guards and prisoners screamed "lock it up", which means stop what you are doing and go to your room and stand neatly next to your bed. They followed these rules but SO did not want to. When we were protected by the walls and they could Look at US through the glass windows they all stared and tried to talk to anyone who would pay attention. A friend of mine joked that they would protect me if something happened, after this I joked that they would need my protection, because these girls wanted some johnson and anyone's would do. AND these women were ready to attack. They held back of course because I am a tough bitch.

Anyways, we then went to the gym were they were all letting off some steam and stopped everything they were doing so we could walk in. Many of the girls were staring at the black girls in our group. They had googely eyes and were a little crazy looking. It was a little frightening.

Afterwards we went to the medic hall. They were about 20 ladies waiting to see a doctor or nurse. The warden walked out first away from the girls. When she was out of ear range the prisoners then laid into the black girls in our group that were all dressed up. They were screaming ghetto slurs and racist things at them. They didn't say anything to me, because like I said I am a tough bitch, or because I was so dressed down that I almost looked like them. Anyways it was the first sign that these ladies are truly like animals at times. It was not a sight to see.

Of all the things I just know I could not go to the bathroom in front of these ladies. I would hate it. I could not survive in prison. I am too pretty for it!

(Kiss it Banks!)