Damien Black

“Nine o’clock came and I was allowed to go upstairs and take a shower. I had a half an hour before bed. I got undressed in the dorm with a towel around my waist. One of my roommates told me to put my underwear on top of my locker. “Why?” “So they can collect them.” “Who?” “The staff. So they can check for skid marks.” “What?” “Skid marks.” “I’ve never heard of that.” “Shit stains, man. Shit marks on your underwear,” he said laughing amusedly.”
― Damien Black, Life of a Bastard

“Between the crack and the boosting, the staff at the White House began to be concerned about our future careers. On the last Friday before school began, instead of a scheduled trip to Six Flags, we were forced to take a cheese bus with some other future criminal foster care kids to Rahway Prison to participate in their Scared Straight program. We made jokes along the way about being someone’s prison bitch and speculated on which ridiculous crime would land us in prison. It was good times and good laughs until we reached the prison.”
― Damien Black, Life of a Bastard