If it ain’t yours, leave it alone. Jealousy is a motherfucker no matter where you’re at.
Back in the mid 90’s there was this punk running around Walla Walla. He went by the name Tiffany.
Tiffany was in a relationship with Shadow. Tiffany is white, Shadow is Mexican. For months the two lived together. Until one day administration broke up the two.
Tiffany got moved into a different cell. Inside his new cell lived Terry. Terry has been in prison for years and has several more to go.
It wasn’t long before Terry was butt-fucking Tiffany and making him suck his dick. Tiffany told Shadow. Shadow was pissed.
Shadow approached Terry out in the yard and said, “Hey man, Tiffany is my bitch. Leave her alone.”
Terry laughed and said, “Her? That punk has a dick bigger than yours.”
Shadow wasn’t laughing. “Just stay away from her, alright?”
Terry’s face got serious, “That punk is in my cell now. I’ll do whatever I want, whenever I want.”
Shadow pointed his finger at Terry’s face and said, “If you touch her one more time, we’re going to war.” Then Shadow walked away.
That night Terry butt-fucked Tiffany for hours. He was extra loud and abusive. Shadow could hear everything through the open bars. Everyone could hear. Everyone knew war was on the horizon.
The next day everyone was in the yard. The tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife. On one side of the yard all the white boys gathered. And on the other side were all the Mexicans.
Shadow walked to the center of the yard as he called out Terry’s name. Terry emerged from the white crowd. The second the two got face to face, it was on and fists were flying. Shadow landed a solid punch, knocking Terry to the ground. As he tried to get to his feet, Shadow kicked him in the face knocking him out.
Shadow then proceeded to stomp on Terry’s head and neck. That’s when all the white boys came rushing in. That’s when all the Mexicans came rushing in. The whites were out numbered 3 to 1 as a massive brawl ensued.
The guards were going crazy up in the gun towers as they yelled “Break it up…get on the ground” through the PA system. The verbal command didn’t work. That’s when canisters of tear gas littered the yard. But the convicts continued to fight.
Gunshots ripped through the air as bullets thumped into the ground. This caused the convicts to scatter and find a place to lay face down. After about 4 minutes of mayhem, the brawl was under control.
Terry was beat the fuck up! The Mexicans easily fended off the white boys while Shadow continued to stomp out Terry.
Moral of the story: Keep your dick in your pants and don’t try to steal someone’s prison bitch.