tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578792.post1060929745376313756..comments2024-03-19T00:20:27.639-07:00Comments on Jon's Jail Journal (by Shaun Attwood): Prison Survival Advice 5: Stand Up If Called OutJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02894626355758041112noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578792.post-36937720371664260912016-04-12T22:39:38.632-07:002016-04-12T22:39:38.632-07:00Birthday Uncle
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