Dog Pound Page #4

You are done!

You hear that?

Here. I gotta go.

The CO's waiting for me upstairs.

Let me see the other guy's cut.

What?

Let me see the other guy's cut.

Oh, here we go!

Shadow paid for that.

He's expecting it.

Turn around

and spread your legs.

- There's a f***ing CO waiting-

- Turn around and spread your legs.

That's not how it works.

I don't like sneaky people

doing sneaky sh*t behind my back.

Don't know what you're talking about,

but we have a system here.

F*** your system.

Today is my way.

What the hell?

F*** off with that sh*t, man!

F***!

Or tell us what you're thinkin'.

Sh*t, man!

You just ruined it.

- Tell us one of your lady stories, B.

- Good idea!

Yeah, boy!

Yeah, yeah!

- Yeah, man!

- Oh! All right.

Make it good.

So I'm sleeping over

at my girl's house, right?

And she's on the rag,

so she just wants to go to sleep.

I got the worst case

of blue balls, all right?

F*** that b*tch, dog.

F*** that b*tch!

So I... I just go downstairs

to the living room.

I'm in my boxers.

And chilling out, throw on the TV

and I just light up a "J".

But then the front door opens.

And who walks in?

Her f***ing mom!

I think she's gonna

either b*tch me out

or make some small talk

and go off to bed, but no.

She takes off her jacket.

She's wearing this dress that makes

her titties just pop right out.

And then she comes

and she sits right next to me.

I don't know what the hell to say,

so I'm just trying to watch TV.

But I could see out of the corner

of my eye that's she's looking at me.

And then she says:

"Can I get a drag of that?"

And I'm like:
"Sure".

So I'm watching her smoke this thing,

and she's got these big,

juicy lips,

and she's getting red lipstick

all over the tip of it.

And she's blowing smoke in my face,

and I'm trying to concentrate on TV.

But when she gives the spliff back,

some ash falls right on my boxers.

And before I can even do anything,

she bends over and blows the ash off

with her mouth.

And the b*tch just sits back and says:

"I'm gonna go to bed now. "

I'm watching her go,

and before she gets to the doorway,

she turns back and says:

"Good night, Davis. "

You want that b*tch!

You want that, white boy!

So, what the f*** would you do?

What would you do?

I knew I had to do something, right?

I'm not a f***ing idiot.

So I start...

I start sneaking up the stairs

really slowly.

And I walk into her room

really, really slowly.

She can't hear me.

And when I get there,

she's just combing her hair

in her vanity mirror.

And she's just, like,

looking all sultry, all sexy.

And then when she notices me

standing there,

what does she say?

"Would you help me

with my zipper?"

Mommy's naughty!

- Damn, son!

- So now I'm f***ing...

Now I'm standing behind her, right?

I'm standing behind her,

unzipping her dress,

and she starts leaning forward

towards the mirror

so she could see her face

closer in the mirror.

And that means that her ass

is back up against my dick,

like, brushing against me.

And I don't know what the f***

goes through my head,

but I slap her ass and then I go:

Lay back on the bed, b*tch,

and open your legs.

"What the f*** did you just say?"

And then she grabs me

by the throat,

throws me down

on that f***ing bed,

jumps on me

and starts sucking on my face, man.

Yeah! Yeah!

That's my boy!

Whoa!

Good morning, ladies!

Gather round the middle.

Let's see how your team spirit

is this morning.

We're gonna play a game

called dodge ball.

Now mix up into two teams.

We're not gonna have

any of this bullshit

on my court this morning.

You ain't no wiggers,

no n*ggers, no f***ing crackers.

I don't give a sh*t

what you think you is.

You're a bunch of stray dogs

that got locked up in this dog pound

and you all stink the same!

Now mix this sh*t up!

Sweat Marks,

get your ass over there now.

Anybody else want my foot in their ass?

Now mix this sh*t up!

My rules are simple.

Strike your opponent with the ball.

Dodge it, catch it

and do not step on the line

or your team loses.

Ready?

On your mark... set...

You're out!

Come on!

You're out, big boy!

Come on, man. You're gone.

This is your time

to get your aggression out.

Now, brother!

You're out! You're out.

Let's go! Come on!

- Come on!

- Get him!

Come on!

Come on, take him out!

Sweat Marks!

Yeah, Sweat Marks!

Sweat Marks! Sweat Marks!

Oh!

Sweat Marks!

Sweat Marks!

One more!

Sweat Marks!

Sweat Marks!

Yeah!

You're my b*tch now!

Oh, sh*t!

Yo, man,

what's in there?

Sour OJ,

bread and a lot of sugar.

Angel, was that your dad

that came to visit today?

Yep.

When's your mom gonna come?

Man, I'll f***ing slit your throat

if you go there.

- What?

- Seriously.

When's you mom gonna come.

Is she cute?

I don't know, f***.

You can tell if a woman's pretty

even if it's your mom.

- I dunno.

- Is she an attractive woman?

She's my mom, man!

Would you have sex with her

if you were not her son?

- Uh-oh!

- Are you stupid?

You gettin' at my neck, boy?

What's this? What the f***?

What are you gonna do,

little man?

Come on. Oh!

You fag!

F***! All right! All right.

Don't f***ing kiss me,

you f***ing fag!

All right, dog. All right.

- Thank you.

- Yo, why don't we talk about your mom?

My mom's a c*nt.

When I get out, I'm moving out.

Don't worry about my mom.

Perfect,

because when I get out of here,

when you move,

I'm moving in.

Into your mama's ass.

Shut up, man! Shut up!

What are you actually gonna do

when you get out, man?

Uh, I wanna join the circus.

Oh, yeah? Join the circus.

Yeah, me too.

We'll all be in a clown costume.

No, bro.

That's not funny, man.

I'm serious.

Sure.

My father was in the circus.

He died when I was 10, man.

He was doing a show

where he had to juggle some chainsaws,

kind of like what I'm doing right now.

But one of them fell out of his hand,

and as it fell down,

it cut his cock right off.

COs! COs!

What are you guys doing?

- Laundry.

- You haven't even started your chores.

Well, on that happy note,

you're all drawing extra work duty

on Sunday.

F***!

Butch, follow me.

Sit down.

What's your plan, son?

My plan?

I mean after all this,

incarceration.

Well, I want to study

at a circus school.

Are you being sarcastic?

Not at all.

Hmm...

The reason I'm asking you this

is because authorities

have investigated the officer

you blinded.

More than 10 parties of legal guardians

have complained

that their children

were physically abused by this man.

I assume you acted in self-defense.

To cut to the chase,

you have an opportunity here-

No, no, no.

I took a careful look

at your report, son.

If that incident with this officer

hadn't occurred,

technically,

you'd be released this week.

But in those next two weeks,

any misconduct on your part,

we withdraw the plea and it goes back

to the original charge,

which is, as you know,

four years in an adult facility

starting the day you turn 19.

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