Hey Guys! IX
Hey guys, I’m slowly getting settled in here at Otisville. My personal property arrived today from Canaan, but the place is covered with fog. When there’s fog the officials get scared, so they lock us in our rooms and count us numerous times. I guess the double fence with RAZOR wire and motion sensors along with a couple of roving trucks with shot-gun and assault rifle toting correctional workers is not enough to keep track of us. We may get through all of that by hopping on our flying broomsticks and fly ourselves our of here. Or lacking the requisite broomstick we can try flapping our arms really fast. Either way, I think the higher ups have been watching too many movies. Oh well, such is the Federal government. Better safe than sorry, right? “Safety and Security”. More to follow…
