“Prison sucked. But at least no one gave me trouble. One inmate, though, tried the first day I got there. He said that if I bought him cigarettes every week, I wouldn’t get hurt. Obviously, he didn’t know who I was, or else he wouldn’t have said such a stupid thing. So, by way of introduction, I slapped him across the face, jammed his head against the cell bars, and threw him around for a while. We became good friends after that.” - Chuck Wepner
