10/15/07
I found a site where you can see the final meals of death row inmates. Old, but a time waster if you need one. Highlights below:
Gerald Mitchell, RIP, wanted 1 bag of assorted Jolly Ranchers. Ha! What if they got him all watermelon, which as everyone knows is not only the worst Jolly Rancher flavor, but is maybe one of the worst tastes of all time? Who got the last laugh there, Gerald?
Miguel Richardson is the saddest one I think. Sorta creepy too. He wanted a chocolate birthday cake with "2/23/90" written on top and seven pink candles. His birthday was 7/7/54 and his execution was in 2001. I think maybe he had a little girl that he was remembering or something? It's super sad until you think about the 2 hotel security guards that happened upon him breaking into a room one day and wound up handcuffed in a hotel coat room and shot at point blank range in the back of the head. Then it's just a little sad.
David Gibbs is my favorite. Mr. Gibbs was executed on 8/23/00. He was a maintenance man and a murderer. He burglarized an apartment in the building where he worked, slit the elderly occupants' throats, and fled to Texas. He was also an oddly choosy man. On top of his 2 bacon cheeseburgers, fries, shake, and salad...he requested "two scotch eggs boiled and packed in a sausage roll, battered and deep-fried, served with syrup. And a slice of pie".
Ok, WTF is a sausage roll?
Anyways he gets through all those details about what I am convinced is a made-up meal and they ask him what kind of pie...ready for it to be dry-aged swedish yidderberry pie baked in mud and licked by a unicorn...and instead he shrugs and says "whatever you got".
Gerald Mitchell, RIP, wanted 1 bag of assorted Jolly Ranchers. Ha! What if they got him all watermelon, which as everyone knows is not only the worst Jolly Rancher flavor, but is maybe one of the worst tastes of all time? Who got the last laugh there, Gerald?
Miguel Richardson is the saddest one I think. Sorta creepy too. He wanted a chocolate birthday cake with "2/23/90" written on top and seven pink candles. His birthday was 7/7/54 and his execution was in 2001. I think maybe he had a little girl that he was remembering or something? It's super sad until you think about the 2 hotel security guards that happened upon him breaking into a room one day and wound up handcuffed in a hotel coat room and shot at point blank range in the back of the head. Then it's just a little sad.
David Gibbs is my favorite. Mr. Gibbs was executed on 8/23/00. He was a maintenance man and a murderer. He burglarized an apartment in the building where he worked, slit the elderly occupants' throats, and fled to Texas. He was also an oddly choosy man. On top of his 2 bacon cheeseburgers, fries, shake, and salad...he requested "two scotch eggs boiled and packed in a sausage roll, battered and deep-fried, served with syrup. And a slice of pie".
Ok, WTF is a sausage roll?
Anyways he gets through all those details about what I am convinced is a made-up meal and they ask him what kind of pie...ready for it to be dry-aged swedish yidderberry pie baked in mud and licked by a unicorn...and instead he shrugs and says "whatever you got".
Labels: Death Penalty, Food, Recipes
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