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20 Minutes, That's Ya Lot

Life was hard at the WHS Prison Complex.

What with the screws stepping up the 'examination' process, the C Block incident, and the ever growing fear that you too might be chosen to lead choir practice, it was with relief when a few of us got to kick the pigskin around.

20 minutes they said, but they always made us run a full game, those sneaky bastards were betting on us. 

The joke was on them, we always made sure there was pies hidden in the cafe afterwards.

Half time, just 10 minutes more, or so they said