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So, the format seems more like some kind of threaded chat, but God help me, I'm going to give it a shot.

Welcome to the madhouse. Medications are for your safety as well as the staff and fellow inmates'. Please do not feed the pervs.

MadMaximus · 51-55, M

@PrivateHell No problem, I only give my meds to the pervs to soothe their tortured minds.

MadMaximus · 51-55, M

Like I say above, k owing is half the battle and the other half is reacting with extreme prejudice and violence. You have to understand that any confrontation that is deemed uncool should be met with the utmost agression. They want you dead. To avoid becoming dead, use every available means at your disposal to avoid it. More in a moment

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MadMaximus · 51-55, M

@MadMaximus So let me tell you a story of how the lethality began.I was five years old. It's bedtime but something is off. Mom sees a predator outside the window. The closet has the hunting rifles. Mom tells me to search for a bullet. I know where one is because at some point in my life I found a shiny and precious thing that I want for myself. It's in another room in a different part of the house. A dark part of the house, the other side of the house. With two unlocked doors and several windows in between I sprint to the dark side of the house. I know that I will be caught. I know that the intruder is about to come in through a door. But I have to get that bullet. In my sock drawer, in a dark room I find the bullet. I know that the bad man will beat me to the kitchen door but I push in the knob and it's locked. I sprint from the kitchen positive that he's waiting at the front door but I turn the little knob and lock it. On the way to the bedroom where my mother stands with an empty rifle I am glad that I have the cartridge and am about to be safe.
I give her the bullet, she loads it and tells me to call the neighbor.

MadMaximus · 51-55, M

@MadMaximus So I pick up the rotary phone and she gives me the number. You grow up super effing quick when you are five and scared. I dial the number and tell her to shoot. I beg her to shoot. She asks me to ask the neighbor to come down because we have someone outside the house.

MadMaximus · 51-55, M

So that night I learned the importance of finding and keeping things to protect life, locking doors and remembering numbers. Everything else is superfluous. She never shot, the peeping tom got away, I locked everyone out, I have a bizarre memory for phone numbers. I became a US Marine and then a Soldier, I don't put up with much bull unless I trust you implicitly and I have been in some very close and hairy situations.