yeah.. the same guy used to always ask me for coffee and jolly ranchers I was like, dude a pack of 12 jolly ranchers costs, 4 dollars, and this 4 0z bag of coffee cost me 6 bucks, get the fuck away.
Want to hear a hilarious jail story?
This black ex-prison bitch was going back to prison, and he was this white guy that acted like B-Rad(Malibu's Most Wanted) (you know, white guy that acts stereotypical black) as a cellmate. Well, one day when we were all out on Teir Time (rec time one hour, twice a day out of a cell) during the said rec time, you can go to the store and buy commissary(groceries) for the week and such (over priced top ramen, candy, coffee and tea, etc) anyway, B-Rad comes walking back from the store with his homies.. doing one of those goofy "g-walks" (you all know what i'm talking about, the one hand holding his giant pants up, and walks like he has a limp) and the black ex-prison bitch walks up to him (the guy acted like a stereotype black girl.. the weird head move thing, the constant bitching, and the finger snapping) he walks up to B-Rad and says: "Ah, HAIL NAH, this motha fucka have me suck HIS dick and he don't give me MY Jolly Rancher's?? This shit is MINE!" and socks B-Rad in the face, takes his groceries then says: "I'll see you back at home, sweetheart" and turns around and walks back to they're cell. Everyone laughed, b-rad's "homies" called him faggot, and not to come around anymore.
anyway, the reason I said all that is: I HATE JAIL.