This is true crime, can't. Okay, off, let's get right into this. Okay, off, let's get right into this. Okay, let's get it done.

Yep. This is the final part, the the epic conclusion of Carl Pan's

Rambl's life. Part six, this is it. This is for all the marbles. This is

for all the panties. I don't know what but yeah this is it. Okay. I'm excited

for let's get right into it because this is going to be a long one. for... for burglary of a radio despite the fact that he has raped his way all across the United States.

He's put his member in every warm moist hole belonging to a man that he can come across and now he has been

arrested in Washington DC. Let's do it. When Carl was arrested for the

burglary in Washington DC, he

uh, mummered something to the police that they didn't take too seriously at the

time. He said, quote, I've killed too many people to worry about this

charge, unquote. I've killed too many people to worry about this charge."

Unquote.

But like I said, they didn't think nothing of it.

He was thrown in his new cell with two other inmates in the South Wing on the second tier of the Washington District Jail.

And his two new sailmates there were a safe cracker by the name of Howell Levin and a little

pudgy piece of shit corrupt lawyer by the name of Stanley Furli

who was actually in there for a real estate fraud.

And I really like to imagine a pudgy little white collar criminal that's a lawyer stuck in a cage with Carl Pan's Ram.

Yeah.

You'd think that if Carl was smart he'd have a lot of questions, you know, probably wasted the time in there with him.

Yeah, try to get more, maybe more into white collar crime than

Yeah, rape that's what I was yeah

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