Enjoying Life in Prison

May 8, 2008

I never really experienced much of true prison life because I was incarcerated only for a little while. Having exerted my influence, I was allowed to go home in the evenings and report to jail the next morning. I would treat them all from the warden to the jail guards to a drinking spree everyday. We even converted one prison cell to a gambling den where drugs and booze were freely shared around. Even inside the prison, I was still making money.

Through the instigation of the warden, I falsified and padded the vouchers so that we were still collecting the meal allowances of the dead and the released inmates. I called the shots inside the prison. I could come and go out of prison whenever I wanted to. One night I wanted to drink beer and eat goat meat. Since we did not have any money I ordered my men to rob one beer house and in the fight that ensued the owner himself was killed. Everyone was afraid of me because of my influence and uncontrollable temper.