Leland Palmer

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That piece was done for him by someone else I think.

I came across this memorial to an abandoned baby the other day while out shooting. It was on a mostly abandoned path down the side of what used to be a big housing scheme which was all knocked down a couple of years ago. It was quite a desolate scene but someone obviously maintains the stone and brings new winnie the pooh bears, as there were three in different states of disrepair around it. RIP "Craig Millar (Named after the area) Found March 2001 We will never forget you" A little baby boy we never got to know you but you will always be in our hearts"

Are all these for two people?! hahaha

Just use photobucket or flickr, they don't put the full size image up when you post on here.

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I'm pretty sure it's real. He only talks about being able to write emails so probably just sends them to a friend who does the blog stuff.. http://toybetterknow.blogspot.com/2010/12/free-nore.html Good fiction writing though if it's not.

"I am in MCC New York, Manhattan Correction Center...It's not the worst jail in the world. The way it is set up, it's more akin to a mental hospital. There are plenty of mental people in here too. It is a Federal Correctional Facility. The Feds. A Federal crime..u get me. There is another Federal Correctional Center in New York...Brooklyn. MBC. The fucking lions den. It is known for being extremely violent, off key, and generally if you're going there you better prepare to fight/stab/rob/kill/maim/extort/do whatever you have to do to survive. Seriously, the place is fucking notorious.. I wake up this morning, and am told by Sha that the CO (correctional Officer) has told me i have court today and need to get ready..which is strange as i know i don't have court for three months (FUCKING LONG, YOU FUCKING PRICKS) but whatever, i start getting dressed..Then the CO comes to the cell "Guvercin, pack up" what? "Pack up you're going to Brooklyn" :O Welcome to DiariaShittypantsville Tennesse.. I ask him many times if he might be mistaken, he assures me he isn't and that i need to get all my 'posessions' together, pronto. FUCK. Sha comes back to the cell, and looks very very sad. He can't believe i am going, and helps me get my shit together..I have people from all over the unit coming over to the cell to talk to me.. "DAMN Timdog, that place is fucking ruthless" "Shit man, the guys in there would cut your face up for jokes" "Gangs in there will get points for cutting a dude like you" "You're going to the bigtime kid, you better get your shank ready" :O fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck So i pack up everything, say my goodbyes to all my freinds and pass out my email adress/contact details..i feel fucking sick, i know were i am going, and how fucking fucking fucking bad it is... I get to the door, bag packed, all ready to go..there is about 50 dudes ready to see me off, all telling me i will be ok as long as i keep to myself, fight when i need to fight, stab when i need to stab etc..even the head of the Bloods is giving me advice "Just go ruthless Timdog" Sha comes and gives me a hug, and says a little speach about how much of a nice guy i am and how much everyone will miss me, then says "On behalf of everyone here, i'd like to let you know..." unfolds a piece of paper that just says 'PUNKD' on it The WHOLE fucking unit erupts in laughter, people are rolling around on the floor crying, punching the walls, screaming, laughing at the top of their lungs....MOTHERFUCKERS!!! even the fucking PRISON OFFICER was in on the joke!! PRICKS! Time to change my shitty pants.. " ""You ask him. If i ask him, and i know he's got it, im'a rob him" After the prank that was pulled on my yesterday, Sha tells me about some other prankeries that he's pulled over the years.. Google him. Eric Manson, bank robber. he is a notorious bank robber.. One day he was with his mother in town, asked her to park next to the bank while he cashes a cheque.. He genuinely goes into the bank to cash a cheque, then remembers he has a stocking mask in his pocket.. So he leaves the bank, puts the stocking mask on and runs into her car shouting "DRIVE MA DRIVE!" She screams, starts speeding away, an after two blocks he starts laughing an lets her know hes only joking.. she pulls over the car, lights a cigarette an slaps him lol When he was younger he would play the 'perfume game'. This would involve sticking a finger up his butt, going upto one of his siblings and saying "hey ma has this new perfume, wanna smell it?" then putting the finger in front of their nose til they scream/gag/puke.. Another memorable prank was his brother was sleeping face down, with no tshirt on..So Sha took a shit on his back while he was sleeping lol Some quotes from stupid conversations... We are having a discussion about aliens and extra terrerstrial intelligence... "E.T is as real as a motherfucker, Predators, everything! Predators been blowin' up n****rs, real talk" I tell Sha about how i don't like getting on boats, he shares the same feeling.. "a n****r shouldn't get on a boat, no way, that's the last place a n****r should be, n****r, ain't you learnt your lesson?" "

Blog from an English writer who is currently in a remand prison in Ney York for unknown reasons (apparantly they get the internet in there). He makes it an interesting read and some of it is pretty funny, mostly due to his 'killer and gorilla' bank robber cellmate Sha. "The Beginning It is a Thursday night, it's raining, and i get home from a sick night out with a hot tomato (who was not my wife).. Unsuprisingly there is no food in my apartment, so my last meal consists of crackers, soup and a downloaded copy of Desperado. 6AM comes, and i am kindly woken by shotgun toting Secret Service against, who are screaming at me and are adamant that my name is Douglas Quade. I try to tell them they are mistaken, they have got the wrong house, and my name is Houser. They don't see the funny side. So i'm arrested. After hours of pointless interogation at their porkys secret HQ, i am assigned a piece of shit attorney, who purposely fucks up any chance of me getting bail. Nice one. Off to MCC New York, located in Manhatton, just by Church Street, not far from were i got married two months earlier! From my stay in New York City, i have lived in Coney Island, Queens, Brooklyn, now Manhatton. All that's left is the Bronx and Harlem, and i've done it all... The first thing i am greeted with is a strip search, then given a Guantanamo Bay style orange jumpsuit. They give you orange when you first come in to shock you. I thought the colour was live, but whatever. As this is a pre-trial facility, it is rammo. So initially, you are put into the SHU, which means solitary confinement. Ironically, for existing inmates this is used as a form of punishment. The two people who i am waiting to find who i will be sharing a cell with..One is most people's nightmare scenario, a 7ft tall jailbird who is looking at me like i'm a playboy bunny. The other is an extradited dude from Russia, who looks like coughing would crack his own ribs. Luckily, god threw me a bone! Our cell is tiny, freezing cold, an the toilet is conveniently placed in a position so you have no other choice other than being confronted by your cellmate squeezing out a turd every time you need to go. I see mice and rats, but that doesn't bother me too much..it's only when one morning i am awoken to a russian accent screaming 'oh my gad!' , i see what looks like an extra from Joes Apartment. In my whole time in NYC, i'd never seen anything like it. It was like a Lion bar with legs and antenna. DRY! After ten long days in the SHU, being locked up almost 24 hours a day, it's time to go to general population.. General Population..for an Englishman in New York, is pretty daunting to say the least. I am imagining the scene from Tango and Cash when they first go into General population 'HEY CASH I'M GONNA PUT BROWN SUGAR IN YO ASS'.. First, i am sent to 11North. The atmosphere isn't good, everyone is staunched the fuck out. The cell they put me in already has someone in, i don't see him at first so unload all of my shit and take a shower. About an hour last, my russian freind says 'have you seen your cellmate? He looks like maniac'..I look over, and see a 50-70 year old man with scars all over his face, and looks like he would have no problem chewing a baby to death. I feel like i have been instantly transported from MCC New York to Skidsville tennesse. "Guvercin, pack your shit up, you're going to 9North" thank FUCK for that.. 9North is a very different unit. When i get there, i hear people laughing..and one dude dances across the floor to greet me to the unit. I am literally the only white person in the whole unit..Which isn't a problem for me, i was hoping.. After a few weeks of being called a Cracker and a piece of shit white devil, I am informed that i am no longer white, i am black, and that my name is now TimDog. Life on the unit isn't too bad, you just have to make the most of your time and try and stay positive, and NOT stress about your case or anything else out of your control. You are free to leave your cell most of the day, and can use the phones and email at almost anytime to get through to your people.. And currently, for now, this is my home. The hardest thing for me is being alone. I hardly know anyone in this country, the few people i did know mostly turned out to be very bad people indeed, meaning no visits and no real contact. But i can do this. I have dealt with worse in my life, and come out stronger and wiser. And this is merely a learning experience, one that i started learning from, from day one. I am in this jail because i consciously decided to live a life without excuses, boundaries and unlimited posibilities. These fucking pigs will never experience a fraction of the things i have done, and will do with my life..and they will pay on their deathbeds for their corporate cocksucking existences." 'He says he thinks of me as his little brother, which i've heard him say to people...followed by "If you fuck with him, im'a break you n****rs the fuck off" Having the bank robbing equivalent of Tony Soprano for backup certainly has it's plusses... I am having extreme financial difficulties at the moment, so much so, that i havn't been able to afford phone calls, toiletries or food this past week..Luckily for me, a day at the poker table, and a few incidents of 'shaking n****rs down', Sha hooked me up! Ain't brotherly love a motherfucker! He is a mover and shaker (shanker) ... When this FUCKING NIGHTMARE is over, he plans to visit me and my parents in Turkey.. An boy does he have plans instore... "Timdog, i seen what your pops looks like, he KNOWS where the turkish hookers are at" :s "err i'm not sure he does "You shittin me?!?" (Bare in mind this whole conversation is taking place in pitch black while he's naked sitting on the toilet taking a shit) "Trust me Timdog, us Turkish n****rs gonna be straight Wilin!" He then explains that he plans to give my father 500 dollars, to spend on as much coccaine as possible.. "Im'a teach pops how to make crack coccaine son, no bullshit..send moms to the store to get us some baking soda, cook that shit up on the stove.. dad's gonna be TWISTED yo!" Despite my best efforts to explain that my rents life in a sleepy fishing town, Sha is deadset on taking Kusa Dasi by storm... "Son, im'a show all the hairy Turkish bitches that 'sambo n****rs' got the biggest dick"' Anyway, free Timdog http://newyorkprisoner63906054.blogspot.com/

Yeh that's sick. nice one

:confused: haha different humour I suppose.. But I was never really into shameless so it could well be better.

I was thinking surely this is going to be ridiculous, Eva Mendez in a remake of shameless, but it's got William H Macy as Frank so it could be good. Might download..

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I think Lil' Bieber is pretty phat right about now.

To be honest if someone said he was part of an Underwater Demolition Team in 'nam in 71 to me, I'd be more likely to say 'oh, you mean he was teh engineersz!' But having read a bit about them now I see what y'all mean.

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haha nah, I wasn't really being serious, the dog just made me think of it. Looks nice.

Booze plus point and shoots always comes out with something interesting (plus a lot of rubbish). It also killed my last one. Had it hanging round my neck while drinking a pint, then looked down and it was fully submerged in beer...rip olympus.