Oh, that’s real good. What’s next, Ebay?
“Single White Female, 26 years old, convicted for fraud. Bidding begins at $1,000.”
– Sylence
“Excuse me, are you reading Torah and eating crayons?”
Uh-huh.
OK, fess up. Who else went to the sites to see if you recognized anybody?
Change Your Password, Please and don’t use HTML, as it has been disabled, but you can learn about superscripts here
You know Uncle, you really should up your standards of the people you’ll fuck. 
Am I the only one here who thought Kelli was being sarcastic and not serious? At lease I hope so.
Oh, and Manny, I didn’t check to see if I knew anyone, I checked to see if I was there. Thank God I didn’t see myself.
You turn me on. But maybe it’s because I just spent 20 years in the jungle, getting it on with anything I could attract with a piece of fruit.
A buddy of mine might be doing some time this august for some drug charges (2-5 years)… maybe I should hook him up with one of these sites. Could be fun to buy and sell him…
Details magazine did a write up on these places a bit ago. They wrote a bunch of letters to girls and all they got back was requests for money. It’s sad to think that one can’t even find a decent human in a place that is supposed to make people reflect back on what they’ve done wrong and release them into a society ready to embrace them.
There is still the curious side of me that wants to write though. I’d only write the ones that said “Yup, I did it.” Which limits me to the prostitutes it looks like. Mabe they’ll give me a discount.
http://www.madpoet.com
Please hit Ctrl-A
I hit Ctrl. Now what, eh?
Damn Canadians.
Requests for money? I would think requests for cartons of cigarets!
meetaninmate.com? Interesting. Add to Shopping cart? Lets see, I’d like to order two assaults, one felony battery & one conviction for not showing for jury duty.
One of the girls there actually wrote this sentence:
’ All’s you have to is write and send
photo.’
I wasnt kidding. I feel truly sorry for these people. Go ahead and stamp sucker on me, but the day I cease to feel pity, just shoot me, I am already dead.
That pay-per-address site was really twisted. They have all the women sorted by age and race, and NO MENTION of what they did. Just like a dating site.
The one sited in the OP is run by (says so anyway) a reverends wife for the purpose of assisting in the rehabilitation of prisoners. I have read before that the ones with contact to family and friends are better prisoners, take part in more therapy/counselling etc, and generally have a better shot at ‘goodness’ when they get out. I wouldnt suggest that a pen pal can rehabilitate a death row killer, or a pedophile… but I saw ‘Green Mile’ and I watch ‘OZ’ and shitboy did some federal time 10 tears ago, and , well, I feel sorry for them.
I think something like this, properly done ca help inmates in a hopeless situation feel a little better. I dont think those ‘but-an-inmate’ ones are any good, but the one in the op seems to be decent enough.
flame away
Anyone see “Reindeer Games”?
All righty then. . .
You turn me on. But maybe it’s because I just spent 20 years in the jungle, getting it on with anything I could attract with a piece of fruit.
I just looked at the site. I gotta say some of those guys have some nice bods!!!
You turn me on. But maybe it’s because I just spent 20 years in the jungle, getting it on with anything I could attract with a piece of fruit.
That URL doesn’t work, android. And I was so looking forward to obtaining my own personal stalker, too.
kat,
if you really want one, i’ve got a cute red head for you. really, i’d be glad to let you have him.
if wishes were fishes, we could walk on the ocean.
Boy, do kids have it easy these days. Why, when I was in prison, I had to tap on the wall in my cell in morse code to make friends. I had to save my toenail clippings every month to feed some rats so I would have someone to talk to. And when I was in the hole, I all I had was the echoing sound of water dripping to keep me company. I had to ‘accidentally’ drop the soap in the shower so I could hold the hand of the guy anally raping me. No, we didn’t have the ‘internet’ or ‘TV’ or, or… ‘human contact’. This new generation makes me sick!