We're Doing Porridge, Mate!
Unbeknown to the guards, the prisoners have a secret tunnel
leading to a room full of luxury foods. However, so-as not
to give the game away, they still have to eat their standard
porridge breakfasts. Nice.
Having been woken by the usual klaxon alarm this morning,
Glyn was soon making his way to the hideaway to gorge himself
However, when he returned for a regulation prison brekky,
he looked more like a 3-year-old than an 18-year-old, having
smammed chocolate all over his white vest!
"Man, your vest's covered in chocolate. If they see
that..." commented Pete, worried that the guards might
catch-on if they spot the soiled garment.
But Glyn just sat down with the others to eat his slop. And,
having attempted (three times) to eat a liquidised lamb dinner
before, we suspect that the skinny Welshman would eat anything
put in front of him.
Other prisoners, however, were a little more fussy, with
Imogen exclaiming, "Urgh! It looks like cow s**t!"
The 23-year-old then suggested that someone could help her
out and eat it for her, but there were no takers.
Hmmm, seeing-as she re-iterated once more that the stodgy
substance was more like cow pat than food, that's no surprise
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