Post by CBT on Jun 30, 2006 13:38:41 GMT -5
Confusion consumes the room, a chill can be felt. Not from fear but the room temperature. A small glimpse of light is concealed infront of me, but no clue as to its relevance. Just another mysterious aspect in the room. The light shines in my face. I'm quite use to it, even if I don't fully understand its importance. I deserve to be left in the dark. I don't deserve to be clued in. I deserved to be left with my thoughts. The same thoughts that put me in this hole. Isolated from society, even more so then I was before I got placed in here. I deserve to be forgot about. I've never cared about anybody. Better them then me, but its no longer them, but me. I'm no longer confused, just anxious to get out of here, to return to the cell I've called home for 164 days of what a free man calls a year. with 4 days rotting in here, each day I become lesser to them. Sure, I only will be in here for one more day. But that 1 day, I'll be counting the hours from 1 to 24. That 1 day, I'll be counting each minute, from 1 to 60, praying that final hour in this wretched hole is my last. That one day will better explain the consequences that come, when your a young man with a temper, and theres no sympathy for the weak.
The date, Friday, June 11th, 2003. The man, Mark Walker a.k.a. Tha CBT. The charge, second degree assault and criminal possession of a weapon. No parole, up for release in June of 2004.
Tha CBT: The guy deserved what he got, he put his hands on one of my boys, I'm not gonna let that happen. He had a knife to, but ofcourse that isn't important, and even if considered, the first thing they'd say is "he was acting in self-defense." Bullshit. Atleast I can admit I was in the wrong. I hit the wrong motherfucker. I hit a cop's boy. I could be doing 20 years to life. But the boy had to much to lose, and shouldn't have been where he was to start with. Plus he didn't want to look like a bitch, why would he argue the charges, the bitch is still alive.
But I got to cool down mentally, I'm out of the hole, and my release date is closing in. I'm on my way to making a living as a professional wrestler. haha. Easy money. Ofcourse i'm still gonna hustle, still gonna keep my connections on the outside. But being a wrestler is more a priority for me more then anything. But I found someone in here with that same motive. This dude named Jason Vieira, kinda keeps to himself. He's friendly when somethings going on, and is cool with the guards. The story's not real certain on him. Some say he killed his old lady when she caught him working on a guys pipes. Other's are like, "he went super loco on his friend, cause he thought his lady was cheating on him." I think he's a snitch, he doesn't come off as someone who belongs here. He's alittle bitch that bends over for anyone that can tip him off on whats good. I don't associate with him, he doesn't come to me. Because he's afraid of the Hispanics. Word has it he set up a hit, and since then has stuck to the gyms, so he's always in public eye. Always where the guards can see him. Yet he's lifting weights, keeping to himself, like he's on personal leave.
At first I thought he was jail bait, always see him in the corner of the gym, but every so often he'd get somebody to bring them to their cell, and he'd come back with a smile. Whether it was a tip he got, or a loose ass. I don't like the cum-faced slut, I don't think there's any room in his mouth, from all that dick he sucks. Its disgusting. But 1 more day, and its the last I'll see of the fag.
The date, Friday, June 30th, 2006. Tha CBT is in his locker room, getting changed into his wrestling attire. He's set to compete for a new promotion in upstate new york, against well known Indy wrestler, TJ Perkins. A masked luchadore from upstart promotion, TAN. We've asked to get his opinion on his opponent for WFWF Odium, Jason Vieira
Tha CBT: Jason Vieira. Never faced him, never crossed his path, he's never crossed mine. I've only seen him twice in my life, once on TV, and once in jail.
All I got to say is, I look forward to Superbrawl IV and putting on another clinic, this time against Reverend Shadow. I'm sure theres plenty of room for Jason Vieira on the lower card.
Scene fades out with Tha CBT lacing his boots, and his knee pads, as he walks out of the locker room and heads toward the ring
The date, Friday, June 11th, 2003. The man, Mark Walker a.k.a. Tha CBT. The charge, second degree assault and criminal possession of a weapon. No parole, up for release in June of 2004.
Tha CBT: The guy deserved what he got, he put his hands on one of my boys, I'm not gonna let that happen. He had a knife to, but ofcourse that isn't important, and even if considered, the first thing they'd say is "he was acting in self-defense." Bullshit. Atleast I can admit I was in the wrong. I hit the wrong motherfucker. I hit a cop's boy. I could be doing 20 years to life. But the boy had to much to lose, and shouldn't have been where he was to start with. Plus he didn't want to look like a bitch, why would he argue the charges, the bitch is still alive.
But I got to cool down mentally, I'm out of the hole, and my release date is closing in. I'm on my way to making a living as a professional wrestler. haha. Easy money. Ofcourse i'm still gonna hustle, still gonna keep my connections on the outside. But being a wrestler is more a priority for me more then anything. But I found someone in here with that same motive. This dude named Jason Vieira, kinda keeps to himself. He's friendly when somethings going on, and is cool with the guards. The story's not real certain on him. Some say he killed his old lady when she caught him working on a guys pipes. Other's are like, "he went super loco on his friend, cause he thought his lady was cheating on him." I think he's a snitch, he doesn't come off as someone who belongs here. He's alittle bitch that bends over for anyone that can tip him off on whats good. I don't associate with him, he doesn't come to me. Because he's afraid of the Hispanics. Word has it he set up a hit, and since then has stuck to the gyms, so he's always in public eye. Always where the guards can see him. Yet he's lifting weights, keeping to himself, like he's on personal leave.
At first I thought he was jail bait, always see him in the corner of the gym, but every so often he'd get somebody to bring them to their cell, and he'd come back with a smile. Whether it was a tip he got, or a loose ass. I don't like the cum-faced slut, I don't think there's any room in his mouth, from all that dick he sucks. Its disgusting. But 1 more day, and its the last I'll see of the fag.
The date, Friday, June 30th, 2006. Tha CBT is in his locker room, getting changed into his wrestling attire. He's set to compete for a new promotion in upstate new york, against well known Indy wrestler, TJ Perkins. A masked luchadore from upstart promotion, TAN. We've asked to get his opinion on his opponent for WFWF Odium, Jason Vieira
Tha CBT: Jason Vieira. Never faced him, never crossed his path, he's never crossed mine. I've only seen him twice in my life, once on TV, and once in jail.
All I got to say is, I look forward to Superbrawl IV and putting on another clinic, this time against Reverend Shadow. I'm sure theres plenty of room for Jason Vieira on the lower card.
Scene fades out with Tha CBT lacing his boots, and his knee pads, as he walks out of the locker room and heads toward the ring
