Do you ever get the feeling that every week, it's like the Admiral assigned two-thirds of the people here an essay topic and told them if they get it done before Saturday, he'll jerk 'em off? I'm pretty sure that's what's going on, because holy shit, everyone's got something to say, and no one's even trying to get bonus points for originality ( Read more... )

I went over to Vincent's room this morning, and that asshole's gone. I guess he couldn't handle a little not-so-friendly competition.

What's with all the people disappearing? One bad port and a buncha people bail like it's the fucking Titanic. Jesus, you people. Let me tell you something: It ain't that bad. You get anything you want in exchange ( Read more... )

[Public to the Admiral]

Barge Jesus. I need another copy of my inmate's file.

Laminate it or something.

[Just...Public.]

Show of hands. Have you ever seen The Wizard of Oz? Read the book? You can put your hands down. Audio only today ( Read more... )

[Randal turns on the video camera, then returns with it to his beanbag chair. He sets it beside what can be assumed is the television. He picks up a game controller and holds it loosely while he talks.]

You know something? I've been here since the beginning of October, and I've noticed something:

[He starts ticking them off on the fingers of his ( Read more... )