In prison, Wee-Bey's getting his cell tossed by some hard-on guard. The guy uncovers a couple of contraband stroke mags under the mattress, and then starts tearing down posters: "Who told you to decorate, nigger?" One poster for a band (I guess) reveals a centerfold, underneath, depicting a girl with such an impressive arch in her back that it's sort of a shame she isn't teaching yoga instead of getting her photo taken in a pose where I can practically see her colon. Eh, I suppose she could be doing both. Anyway, the guard tears down the centerfold as well, abusing Wee-Bey as he goes. Wee-Bey sullenly mutters, "I ain't done shit," at which the guard gets right up in his face, really so aggressive about all of this that it's like this is his very first day on the job. As he's roughing up Wee-Bey, we also see that there's a little tiny aquarium on the desk, aw. It seems like the guard notices at exactly the same moment I do, and thinks he's busting Wee-Bey for having "pets, too." Wee-Bey protests that they're plastic -- "They got little motors and all" -- but the Hard-On Screw dumps it all out on the floor anyway, telling Wee-Bey to clean it all up before lockdown. Somehow, the abandoned plastic fish and related sea life are even more poignant a symbol of where Wee-Bey has ended up than live fish would have been.
Episode Report CardWing Chun: A | 764 USERS: C+
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