Think twice before stealing your cellmate's Honey Bun cake
Bennie Rochelle has been convicted of beating another jail inmate to death because he believed the guy stole his Honey Bun snack cake. I see a marketing opportunity: "Good enough to kill for!" (mlive.com)
The phrase "honey buns" included in a discussion of prison inmates makes me uncomfortable.
Posted by: Dave | Friday, December 14, 2007 at 05:48 AM
Wasn't that Fred Mertz's romantic pet name for Ethel? Maybe it will be Bennie Rochelles new nickname too.
Posted by: Bill | Friday, December 14, 2007 at 05:53 AM
I don't think I've ever tried a Honey Bun, but after reading this story I think I'll have to go out and buy one.
Posted by: G-Man | Friday, December 14, 2007 at 06:05 AM
BTW - It sure beats the old commercial 'What would you do for a Klondike Bar?'.
Posted by: G-Man | Friday, December 14, 2007 at 06:06 AM
That's the problem with jail. To many people touching other peoples buns.
Posted by: Dick C. Normas | Friday, December 14, 2007 at 06:06 AM
Along with Kraft macaroni and cheese, honey buns are a staple in my in-laws' home. Nothing like a honey bun and a diet coke for breakfast!
Actually, I've never had one. I'm not big into cinnamon buns anyway, and those just, well... I dunno, but they don't appeal to me.
Perhaps I'm just elitist, but I like my confections spongy and filled with heart-stopping creme, perhaps even coated in fake chocolate.
Posted by: Soo | Friday, December 14, 2007 at 06:09 AM
Dick, I just got a very disturbing image of the one fellow licking the icing off the other fellow's honey buns:(
Posted by: Dave | Friday, December 14, 2007 at 06:09 AM
A very disturbing image just popped into my head of the one fellow licking the icing off the other fellow's honey buns. God help me.
Posted by: Dave | Friday, December 14, 2007 at 06:14 AM
What the hell? My first post didn't go through. I waited like a minute:|
But let me take this opportunity to add the the disturbing image: the fellow, after eating the other fellow's sticky honey buns, then licking his fingers clean.
Posted by: Dave | Friday, December 14, 2007 at 06:17 AM
Dave, darling, it appears the the Gawd of the Intarwebtubes does not like you much on this most excellent of Fridays. Perhaps you could offer up a sacrifice of a punctuation mark or maybe a spellcheck?
Posted by: Soo | Friday, December 14, 2007 at 06:45 AM
Soo, it's like somefink is trying to prevent me from screwing around at work, luv. Ridiculous!
The article didn't say, did it, what the sticky bun murderer was in for, did it? I'm just wondering if he'd extended his sentence as a result. Because, I mean, if you're already in for life or something, what have you got to lose? It's not like killing somebody matters at that point.
Posted by: Dave | Friday, December 14, 2007 at 06:57 AM
What was it a couple weeks ago? The guy beat his cousin to death in prison over something similar. You can see that our "correctional" system is doing a lot to rehabilitate the criminals...
Posted by: Cherie | Friday, December 14, 2007 at 07:32 AM
I grew up in the South, where Honey Buns are a dietary staple. I've never liked them, but I know many otherwise reasonable, law-abiding people who might kill their cellmate over one.
Posted by: tiacheryl | Friday, December 14, 2007 at 08:00 AM
I have a friend who took a tour of a penitentiary. He was doing research on the corrections system. Apparently, honey buns are highly prized there too. They're the Krugerrands of the prison economy. I've often thought of going to the prison and launching hundreds of honey buns into the yard just to cause an economic collapse.
Posted by: Al | Friday, December 14, 2007 at 08:00 AM
After reading a book "So, You are Going to Prison" that I picked up at a garage sale, I got a whole different view of this kind of thing. Written by an ex-prisoner, it is a matter of fact survival guide. Interesting and disturbing at the same time.
Posted by: Sigh | Friday, December 14, 2007 at 09:24 AM
not sure about the honey bun issue, but in some prisons, new people find a twinkie on their bunk. if they eat it, at some point down the line the owner comes to collect on it. I will leave that to your vivid imaginations.
Posted by: Hubba Bubba | Friday, December 14, 2007 at 09:25 AM
HB: Let's see, I'll consult No. 10's imagination--
They have a nice chat, find out that they share an interest in crocheting bubblehats and the works of Herman Melville (particularly Omoo) and go on to become great friends. Ultimatly their long discussions over Melville attract other prisoners and, after some negotiations with the sympathetic and penal officials they stage the first full dramatic production of Omoo, which is both a critical and financial sucess.
After their release, they start a film production company with the goal of putting Typee to music. The project meets hard times however as financing proves diffcult to arrange. Soon they are reduced to doing dinner theater productions of Moby Dick. Their careers comes to an sad end when PETA pickets the theatre, accusing them of promoting cruelty to whales and other sapient creatures.
Posted by: NellAgain | Friday, December 14, 2007 at 09:52 AM
Wow, Nell! I was thinking something really close to what #10 came up with, but my version had them collaborating on a sequel to Billy Budd and being lambasted on Oprah for fudging the historical accuracy.
And please tell #6 I still want in-for-MAY-shun. Be seeing you.
Posted by: d'ep | Friday, December 14, 2007 at 09:56 AM
You may want in-for-MAY-shun;
but No 6 knows they want In Formantion.
Posted by: NellAgain | Friday, December 14, 2007 at 10:05 AM
So who is Number 1? (Are you the new Number 2?)
Okay sorry--I've been watching the dvds for the past few days. It all makes sense to me.
Posted by: d'ep | Friday, December 14, 2007 at 10:07 AM
Consider the importance of punctuation
Who are you?
You are Number Six.
Who is Number One?
You are, Number Six.
Posted by: NellAgain | Friday, December 14, 2007 at 10:15 AM
I watched "Schizoid Man" last night--awesome episode. There are rumors of a remake (or perhaps sequel) starring Christopher Eccleston. Dr. 6! Count my British sci-fi loving geeky-ass self there!
Posted by: d'ep | Friday, December 14, 2007 at 10:20 AM
I'd like to see Bennie moved to where they house the pedophiles and let him share a bunk in there. After a week, let the guards steal another of his Hunny Buns, then move him to yet another bunk.
Posted by: Another Jon. | Friday, December 14, 2007 at 01:01 PM
I'd kill for a bearclaw and a cup O'Joe. Mornings just don't get better when you start out like that.
Posted by: yucca | Friday, December 14, 2007 at 02:57 PM
A Blueberry Ugly and a hot cup of black coffee does it for me.
Posted by: Yall | Saturday, December 15, 2007 at 11:32 AM