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The Holidays are always a stressful time of year. Especially in prison.

There’s the fighting the long lines at Snake’s cell just to buy a half cigarette, the worry of paying back Loko for the loan of smuggled pornography, and deciding how to decorate your cell festively, while still respecting your cellmate’s Satanism.

prisonIt can also be stressful being the loved one “on the outside” who has to come up with the perfect Christmas gift that says:
“Merry Christmas” and “No, I’m not cheating on you with your friends Dave and Carl.”

Here are some ideas to make your shopping for the Prisoner in your life a little easier:
1. Are they on Death Row? How about a gift certificate to Denny’s for a
“Last Meal Grand Slam”?
2. Nothing says, “5 to 10 isn’t that long to wait to see you again” like a pair of socks.
3. Christmas is the perfect time to lie about “losing our baby”.
4. Uhhh, Duh! Can you say iPhone?
5. A one sentence synopsis of all the best movies released in the past 12 years:
“Yet another Steve Guttenberg classic.”

So there’s some wonderful Christmas shopping ideas for those loved ones in prison.
As soon as there’s a Jewish person in jail, I’ll write about Hanukkah gift ideas.

Ryan McGivern

JamesHumphries: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d3IGjff1THk
Burch9: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pwNtY7ogr10&feature=related
Joxter3: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ts9wtb3RZ4g&feature=related

trekI went to the Check Cashing Place this morning and I made the mistake of asking my attendant through the bullet proof glass how she was.

She clanked my money into the metal slot that’s big enough to clank money through but not big enough to fit a pistol through and said:
“Next.”
I guess that meant her day was “just fine, thank you.”

I have a hard time communicating with people, too, I’ll admit it. Whenever I’m trolling chatrooms, I’ll do something stupid like ask ArwenElf203948 if she wants to meet me at the Blockbuster by my house without first waiting the ‘requisite 10 minutes of IMing before asking to meet a stranger at Blockbuster’. There seems to be so many unwritten and written rules about how to talk to people!

When I am Ouiji boarding by myself in my incense drenched bedroom and I ask the spirit what color underwear it’s wearing, the marker always jumps over to the “Goodbye” in the corner. How am I to know all the finer details of necromancy if no one tells me?

If the waitress at Denny’s doesn’t have the proper etiquette and social tact to introduce herself formally and shake my hand, of course I’m going to call her “Sweet Tits”- but still I’m the one who gets looked down upon by the Denny’s management!

To give you yet another example of how hard it can be to have an adult conversation with someone, this is what happened to me last night at the Minx‘s men’s bathroom:
Some Guy: Hey. What’s up?
Me: Hey! Not much how are you doing tonight? Don’t you just LOVE the DJ here?
He plays just the BEST music!
Some Guy: Yeah. Cool. You wanna party?
Me: Ohmygawd I love to party. I’ve been wanting to party all day.
Some Guy: Yeah? Let’s go into the stall and talk about it.
Me: Your shirt is just adorable! I love it.
Some Guy: Yeah. Well, I’ve got some other cool stuff to show you too.
Me: Show and tell? Aren’t you the brave little boy in front of the class!
Some Guy: Yeah. Uh, can you keep your voice down? I mean, the staff here
are really uptight about this kind of thing, so…..
Me: Where did you get your shirt? It is just adorable!

We went back and forth like this for like 20 minutes and I never did find out where he bought his shirt. I mean, what gives?

There is nothing I find more difficult than talking to girls. I know, many of you might have pegged me as a ‘Don Juan’ type but I am pretty much the opposite. I’m more John Cusack than John Cusack could ever be. I think that in the Guiness World Record for the most sexually frustrated animals it would be a tie between me, captive pandas, Trekkies, and the roadies for Ratt’s ‘Invasion of Your Privacy’ Tour.

Not that talking to people is all that important when you have a blog. Why bother talking to people when you can sit in a dark room on a Friday afternoon and blog about how difficult it is to talk to someone?

Ryan McGivern

Me: www.myspace.com/mckibbon
The Minx: www.minx-la.com

Wrestling is like sex.
You need a signature move.
Wear a nut cup.
Or better yet, have your bits removed.  
Never scream for mercy.
Have a signal with your corner to have them throw in the towel for you.
Make sure that the bear has been declawed.
(If wrestling a bear who will allow you to declaw it.)
Play dead.
(If wrestling a bear who will not allow you to declaw it.)

Its also a good idea to undergo a couple of enemas pre-fight.
I don’t know how many times I had to spray the mat like a Jackson Pollack
before catching on to this necessary pre-fight ritual.

A lot of people talk about wrestlers “cutting weight” to get into a lower weight class.
This is a myth. We don’t ride a stationary bike in a steam room for 5 hours to lose weight for a fight! 
We do it to clear our pores. 

The best wrestling advice I can give you is:  ”It’s all in the wrist.”

Ryan McGivern

First, make sure that your core team has a shady newcomer who’s young and reckless.
You’ll also want to visit your prison friend Three Legs to get help finding a recovering drug addict getaway car driver.

If you are the ringleader, have a great relationship with your mom. That way it will be all the more tragic when you are gunned down by the cops.
If you are not the ringleader, be suspicious that they are going to screw you
out of the score, man. Try to undermine their power by getting drunk
with the gang over a game of cards and mouthing off about the leader. If the leader 
doesn’t kill you right then and there, that means they’re weak and you’ll be able to stab them in the back later after they’re gunned down by the cops.

Its always good to have a hideout. This can be found in most warehouse districts or spooky wharfs.

Have a fail safe plan that cannot go wrong….Unless one of your team makes a rookie mistake and there just so happens to be an overly zealous security guard nearby.
Then you’ll have to go to Plan B which involves an unfortunate shooting of somebody and then devolves into panic and your gang turning on each other.

This will be a good time to use your: “We’re in this together. There’s no turning back.”
Speech.

Finally, when all of you are dead or dying
(except for that quiet guy in the gang who always seemed to have a heart of gold who will get away miraculously),
remember to be reflective on the ironic nature of justice.

Ryan McGivern

bonfire

Get a bunch of drunk and high people to meet somewhere on a freezing cold beach.
This will be difficult as everyone is drunk and high. Parking is hard to find too. Make sure everyone is calling each other on cell phones asking someone who isn’teven invited to the bonfire “where the trail is to the fire, man.”After 20 minutes lost in sand dunes, you’ll be ready to get started. Then, have everyone look at each other and ask who brought wood.

No one will have.

Scavenge up and down the beach until finally resorting to burning the garbage from a beach house trash can. Only after its too late will you realize you’re burning a filled diaper and tampons. Then, because you’ve picked the coldest possible day to be on a beach, all start shivering. For fun, get sand all over the lips of your wine and beer bottles and complain about it.

There will always be some overly perky girl who demands to swim in the water. Let her. She needs to learn the hard way that hypothermia is real and that those same guys who were just hitting on her will forget her immediately when she is a briney, shivering, sand encrusted mess.

As the night winds down and the overweight drunk guy falls asleep too close to the fire and singes his eyebrows off, you’ll know that you’ve had a successful Beach Bonfire!

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