And the guard tower?
BAH BAH BAH!
We are literally about to die.
I’m redesigning the next tattoo to exclude Neil Diamond.
I’m not singing it.
Swapped shifts. We have 90 seconds.
Worth it. Want a serious version, or a parody script for a Prison Break fan edit set to the song?
You’ve got to be kidding me.
Sweet Break, Caroline
NO.
Good times never seemed so good —
Three more feet. Then we’re under the yard.
Lincoln.