Better smelling than the stool showcase in the next post.

*puts finger on drugs* No gin and tonic?

I just KNOW that zombies are going to come out of there!

Shades of Peter Max! His influences are in many things from the late 60s into the early 80s, including these wall graphics. Anyone remember the Peter Max psychedelic book covers that Burger King gave away? Put his name into google image search to see much coolness.

Mr Hanky strikes again. Get the Mr Hanky Construction Set at a retailer near you! Mr Hanky catapult sold separately.

Thanks for another great post! Very cool shoot! Not to mention the comments sections, which is more entertaining than most.

That has been cut and repaired more than once. Am I to assume some of the resort guests didn't like the accommodations?

I want that at the end of my driveway. Half my subdivision would run for the hills.

Might be a booty flavored milk shake. Can't get that one at the commissary.

Open bars make it easy to gas the guards. That's the food window that Otis used to gas Andy, Barney, and Aunt Bea.

Now I think, I don't recall Mayberry having sink-o-lets for Otis to make toilet wine. That's cruel and unusual.

So maybe the guy started with drawing women, then his tastes changed in the joint, and he covered them up for his new love? His boyfriend was getting jealous and didn't like him cheating with rudimentary line drawings. That's asking to be thrown over the tier railing.

I think somebody asked him for a date but he can't make it. A romantic interlude by candle light! (burning toothbrush handle) Doesn't sound like he has any drugs to add to the toilet wine, but he's trying to get some in a couple weeks.

Taking pride in one's physical appearance is important. Nice tight six-pack abs are very attractive in the showers!

Sure shows the size and scope of this place. Lots of nice sturdy screening so they couldn't throw each other off the tiers. Leaving that open and putting sharp spikes below might had been a better use of taxpayer funds. He shoots, he scores. Your winner, Hubcap!

HB mamaPA! You're still a young pup. Let me know when you tape that sequel Larry, I'll fit right in! As far as Michaelangelo painting the Sistine Chapel here, I'll guess these were the joints where the guy did time, Lucie. *Richard Pryor struts into prison* "Dats right! We bad, we bad!"

Joe! *snicker* Christmas cards with a shank inside. Something's telling me this guy wasn't dreaming of a white Christmas. Those other symbols could easily be gang related. The user may have no idea of Egypt and saw that symbol on the label of some cheap wine.

Ditto@Larry. Good one! I'm sure my meth lab neighbors know that stairway well! *stab, stomp*

A shower curtain? Yeah, sure, with a hole in it! Attack of the Prison Soap Zombies.

I have never added so many comments to a single shoot. Damn this one is fun!

Funny mama! Yes, my halo keeps getting caught on my horns too. So is the rap hoe who the guy was going to stalk and kill to get back home? "Keep my cell warm for me, I'll be right back!"

That's right Lucie! The people murdered by these criminals are in coffins! How cramped are those? A lot more cramped than these roomy luxury accommodations. A nice extended vacation at the Crowbar Hotel. These guys got to lay down without a coffin lid lowered over their faces, which is still too good by some people's measure. The victim's friends and family might have some other kind of accommodations in mind, like a nice comfy warm chair. Do the new hot seats have decals that say, "Powered By Green Energy!"?

Funny Rekrats! Hubcap is the inventor of break dancing. He was trying to steal hub caps off moving cars.

Gone for good? Yeah-yeah, dats what day all say! But, you guys are correct. Watch some of the excellent prison documentaries online. The returning cretins clearly say how much better they feel when they get back in. It's a big stress relief for them. They don't want to deal with the outside world, managing money, needing an income, supporting themselves, that pesky reality thing, etc.. Life as a jailbird requires no effort so they commit a crime to get that easy ride back. It's amazing how little some people value their freedom and will give it up to be cared for like little babies. They appear to want back in after about one to three months.

One guy can flush contraband with a string on it, and in the next cell, another guy can hook it with a wire pushed down through the toilet. Harder for the screws to catch than kites.

Nilsen makes the toilet wine, I'll bring the nasal inhalers, and I see plenty of paint chips for proper inmate nutrition. Piss in the sink until the wine is done, ok?

"EXIT" huh? Good luck with THAT one buddy!