Shortly afterward, the inmate who wanted shorts comes back to the table, comes up behind the player, pulls his head back, and started shanking him in the eye and throat with a pen/pencil. Guy wanders off again and they go back to playing cards. A little while later the other inmate came back to the table asking for the short, and the guy at the table told him that he had forgotten about it and finished the cigarette. Well, the guy playing cards must have forgot and finished the cigarette. The smoker agreed, the inmate wandered off and they went back to playing cards. Another inmate who was not playing with them approached the table and asked the guy smoking if he could get “shorts” on the cigarette (shorts means before you finished smoking, you gave the cigarette to someone else so they got the last few puffs before putting it out.) One of the stories was that he was playing cards with some guys and one of them was smoking a cigarette. Not me, but I spoke to a former inmate after his release who had developed severe PTSD from some of the things he witnessed while incarcerated. Those inmates were individually brought before the head administrative white shirt (a "colonel" in DOC parlance), and told in no uncertain terms that if they proceeded with the legal process, they would be beaten to death, and the paperwork would reflect that they had died while attempting to kill a correctional officer. It was hot, flies were everywhere, and the only water we received before 10am the following morning was a single 4-oz half-cup.Īfter the incident ended, a handful of inmates initiated the grievance process, which was the first step to build up to a lawsuit. Within maybe 5 hours, the toilets were overflowing with feces, and people were literally sh*tting on newspapers on the ground like dogs. Not terrifying, exactly, but once a water main near the prison broke in the late afternoon, and the white shirt on duty (the senior administrative correctional officer) just kind of decided to believe that the problem would get fixed quickly enough that no emergency steps were needed.
#GAY CHAT SITE GRINDER PLUS#
Plus the guy he stabbed was in the hospital in critical condition, and he was up on multiple counts of assault with intent to injure, serious bodily harm, possession of a deadly weapon, possession of a controlled substance and attempted murder.
#GAY CHAT SITE GRINDER FULL#
Turned out he had got blind drunk with added valium (found on him), got in a fight and lost, gone home and come back with a kitchen knife and a kettle full of sugar water, stabbed a random guy and thrown the kettle into the bar scalding multiple people. He was the first to see his lawyer and came back white as a sheet, not talking and just staring at the wall until one of the guys got him to talk. Well, this happy guy didn't know what he had done but knew he couldn't remember the last couple of days so assumed it was drunken behavior of some sort. All of us were worn out/hungover or shaking for a fix except this one guy who was acting happy because he was up first and in his words "going to be the first to get a smoke" which he was happy about.īeing locked up in those cells it's not rare for people to chat a bit since we had all been in solitary police station holding cells before, usually "what are you in for" type small talk. Was in for a drunken fight myself, as were pretty much all of the 8 guys I was sharing that cell with. Dude died over forgetting to give someone a damn cigarette butt.