Friday, February 4, 2011
Hunger Strike Munchies
Many years ago I tried to kill myself though the rather masochistic means of a hunger strike. Each to his own.
What you should never do during a hunger strike is have a spliff,
because then you wake up with apocalyptic munchies, to be faced with nothing edible in the cell.
Except for an old, mouldy slice of bread welded with age to the bottom of your bin, covered in a layer of fag-ash and teabags.
It was a feast!
Labels: prison life