“For all the lessons Raymond imparted to me, he never mentioned you’re not supposed to rip epic farts in a cell. Being the goof-off I am, I did just that and waited for everyone to laugh. But in jail farting isn’t funny, it’s disrespectful. Some older cholo guy got in my face and made it clear that I had fucked up. The mood in the room went from casual fun to seriously tense. Our respective racial groups took us to neutral corners, and I avoided getting murdered once again.”