If the jail house is rockin’, don’t come a-knockin’

What’s the weirdest part of this story? That male and female inmates are housed side-by-side, that they were able cut a hole in their cell walls so they could “join” each other, or that prisoners apparently have unlimited access to pancake batter? That last bit doesn’t make it as kinky as it should be, either, but nonetheless, I’m going with it as the weirdest part for one reason: I’m a man that loves his pancakes.

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