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Author's Note: When I was blocked for a week from vandalizing a category on the wiki, this is what I wrote on my talk page for the week I was banned. Thanks for reading! [[User:StanisdaMan|StanisdaMan]] ([[User talk:StanisdaMan|talk]]) 19:29, June 14, 2013 (UTC)StanisdaMan▼
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==Day 1==
I'm not really scared of being in jail, I've been here before, but for different reasons. They gave me 20 years of boredom from trying to change the system within. After I got out, I came to reward them. I took Manhattan. Then I took Berlin. Both were no problem. But how I got in this time, you ask? I vandalized a category on the Trollpasta Wiki, of course. This time, I have 1 week of boredom.
I hope I survive my old roommate that is still in this prison, Stelio Kontos, as I set him up to get more time in jail so I could get out of the prison quicker. If he glances at me, I'll just duck my face out of view. Pretty advanced protection.
On my way to my jail cell, I pass by criminal minds who know what they did. Ass Chagnew, for when the cops caught him watching saxy pr0nz, Brother Bear, for killing his sister with a submachine uzi, and Robert E. Lee Ewell. He
I hope.
==Day 2==
I got thrown in my jail cell after a failed attempt at trial to lower the sentence for 1 day. I was so surprised at who my roommate was that my dick took a shit in terror.
Stelio Kontos.
Stelio yelled at me for setting him up and called me a "filthy
After the beating, I fell to the ground bleeding. Nobody saw it, nobody cared what happened to me. My body was bloody and bruised badly. I looked up at Stelio with tears in my eyes. He just went to his bed, put his shirt back on, looked at me
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I'm going to kick Stelio's Greek ass someday.
==Day 3==
Today, I started to make license plates for cars in the prison "platery". I call it the "pull-a-lever-all-day-long-ery".
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I'm crying right now.
==Day 4==
Today in the cafeteria, the oven stopped working and everyone was pumped up about not having to eat Hot Mush anymore. All the happiness halted when the warden said we had to eat Cold Mush until further notice. Also, I was sitting alone in the cafeteria when Ass Chagnew noticed my depressed, lonely body wimpering under a metal table, and actually asked me if anything was bugging me. Where's Rachelle? She had to see this!
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If these cops don't really care what I do in here, I'll kick Stelio's balls out of his dick.
==Day 5==
Today, I noticed that Ass Chagnew helped spread the word around the prison about how Stelio Kontos abused and hurt me. I was glad that someone cared about me, but at first I wondered why he didn't tell the warden or any obese patrol guards, but then I started to feel the impact of his decision come into play.
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I can't wait to get out of here. I'll laugh at Stelio when I go outside the tall prison gate lined with barbed wire.
==Day 6==
Today, the warden and a couple of police officers come into my cell room, find me hidden under my bed, and tell me that my release day has come. When they take me out, Stelio sees me and growls at me with evil intentions. (I hid from Stelio everywhere yesterday.)
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I was going to let this slide, but from all the pain Stelio had brought upon me throughout the week, something in me snapped, and told me to fight back. My fists closed into perfect circles. My teeth clenched together. And my eyebrows shifted downward quickly. I ran away from the officers and back into Stelio's cell.
When he saw me, he locked the cell door and said: "Well, well. Looks like the filthy
He cracked his knuckles.
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"Forever."
He runs in at me and punches my face. Then, he bodyslams on my chest, stands up, and kicks my body into the cell toilet. My instinct told me that if I could beat my biggest fears, then I would forget about them. But what to fight with? The sink faucet! As Stelio runs up to me, I bash his head with the faucet. It cracks his head open a little bit, and I can see some of his brain. He pauses fighting and says to me: "You think you can pull bullshit like that off? I'll show your filthy ass some real fucking fighting." Now he's really pissed off. He hurts, punches, and kicks with 2 times the strength he was using. My head gets minorly cracked open when he picks me up and throws me into a corner. I feel so weak. Stelio stands over me for the killing blow. I freak out inside my head on what to do. Then I realized I had a knife from Chaz Assnew. Stelio says over my thoughts: "Any last words, filthy
I use the Dick-Chopper move on Stelio and slice his junk off with the sharp knife. It works. Stelio falls to the floor and says: "AAAAH! AAAAH! FUCK! AAAAH!" I break a mirror in the cell around his head, hold a piece of glass to his neck, say "See you in hell.", then I jab the piece of glass into his brain. He dies in seconds.
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Me: "Victory."
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