She wrote a silly four line poem. It went

She wrote a silly four line poem. It went like this: 'Animals are fine, Behind the lines, Of another country, But please not near me ....ever.

It took about 5 minutes. Damn she thought. 5 minutes into my 20 year prison sentence and already bored. Just then Tammy (her celly) grabbed the paper. "What the hell is this

the Grape St. Crips kidnapped my kids?!” Tammy and I decided to bust out of prison to rescue them. We made a shiv from the underwire in our bras, toilet paper and ear wax, and

were able to escape during lunch time using the jail guard as a hostage. Tammy and I paid St. Crips a visit he won't soon forget. We managed to rescue the kids but they were in

a really bad way and it was slow

. I got out of my Hyundai to look further up the highway. We were jammed for miles. I put it in park, pulled up my pants and started crossing on top of the hoods. Beeping,

bumping mad motorists didn't disuade me as I hopped from hood to hood with my motorized moonwalkers. I dented dodges, shattered chevies and totalled toyotas

Morpheus was using the toilet in the back of the UHaul. Spider-man was still after me for my traffic violation, but I was unaware that Fat Lex Luthor was driving the truck. This

script is ludicrous! I want to see my agent!