Competition: Why the fuck R U locked up AGAIN? I thought U were paroled >_>




EDIT: kept screwing over but here it is hopefully
It all started when i was 14 years old, my family is dirt poor and i never got what i wanted or needed, i was picked on at school for not having what the trend was.
one christmas i was fortunate to recieve a laptop and a photocopier/printer to help with my school work, my poor mother saved up a whole year just to make me happy and be succsesful, i also recieved £10 in a christmas card from my aunty.
It was the best christmas ive ever had.
By jan 01 i still had the money that my aunty gave me and i was really hungry, i didnt want to spend my money i wanted to save it up and one little idea struck me, this one idea that would change my life forever...
With the crisp £10 note i still had in my drawer, i stuck it in the photo copier, pressed the copy and print button turned the note over and the paper, i was amazed, the note looked legit but it didnt have its water marks and some one with a good eye would spot it was a fake any day but i taken my chances.
I went to my local store and picked lots of sweats and something to eat, i go to the till to purchase my item, "£4.50 please"
my heart sunk, i knew i was going to do something bad, but my hunger made me give the shop keeper the copied note, he didnt take the time to look at the note and just stuffed it into the till, and gave me a five pound note and 50 pence change, i swiftly taken my stuff i ran home in excitement.
After a full stomach and feeling good, i pull the change from my pocket and it struck me, i made real money by spending fake money. i spent the whole night that day printing notes from all the paper i had left.
first it was petty, asking people for change for the notes, spending as little as possible in stores just to make my money, the first week ive made my first 1k, ive never seen so much real money all at once and with this money earned i invested more into my crime, i bought a bigger and better printer that could print on more finer paper, with this finer paper i was able to make the notes feelt more crisp and looked way much more convincing than the last batch, also i was printing 20's and 50's.
i had way too much fake cash to spend all at once, so i decided to have some of my friends help out and we became partners in crime.
at the age of 15 i was the richest person in the whole family and no one ever knew it.
a couple of years later we got deep into the hardcore counterfeiting stuff, the notes looked so legit it would only take proffesionals to tell if it was fake.
my crime business grew so much, we had so many people working for us that we had devisions, head office (me), printing, shipping, laundering and collecting. The launderers were just every day people, poor people who just wanted free stuff, if they wanted or needed somethin we gave them the cash and they spent some and gave us back the change .
my business was making so much money, that we were in the 100's of millions in unbanked cash.
another year later more and more of my launderers were getting busted and me and my partners went into hiding, not just the police wanted us, the goverment were on our asses too, we managed to migrate our selfs and the business to new york but it didnt work, to goverments i was known world wide, i was later found out and taken into custody by the CIA and was sent to new jersey prison whilst i was on trial. my sentence was final, 25 to life in putnum...
Last edited by Mr_sM 15 years ago
jshank718mr.sm, good fukkin story. i liked dat alot
oh yea, how'd U like new york?
oh yea, how'd U like new york?
shouldve moved there a long time ago
Last edited by Mr_sM 15 years ago
Before counterfeiting I heard he was a rapist
jshank718oh yea, how'd U like new york?
shouldve moved there a long time ago
U stil in N.Y ? i grew 23 yrs in da bronx. same projekts, same apartment for 23 yrs B4 i left. i dont kno wher U from but aint no night life like in new york. manhattan is wher U find sum of da sexiest, riches women

was my excuse to keep people away from me, and it worked, but with all the negetive feedback from the other inmates and feeling isolated without friends i came clean, i shouldnt of lied in the first place.
Yayayayay... we have more stories... so exciting... i am gonna take some time today to read them... we should have about 13 hours till submissions are finished and will start taking voting from the prison population...


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