Shark Tales

Making A Sharkey — Letter To The Roommate

Making A Sharkey — Letter To The Roommate

James, I prayed for you last night. The blood-face pumpkin part in your letter really made me upset. Why! Why is this happening to you? For as much as the world might beat you down because of your dumb decisions, that doesn’t give Las Vegas the right to kidnap your soul.

DA, here is the letter Shark Tales wrote to his roommate.

Saint Nik

My Prison Letter To James Theodore Sharkey

My Prison Letter To James Theodore Sharkey

James T. Sharkey
ID #2700968
Clark County Detention Center
330 South Casino Center Blvd.
Las Vegas, NV 89101


Dear Theodore,

Sorry I didn’t write you sooner. My life has been a mess this year. I’ve been very sick and honestly, I didn’t know you were in jail. I just came back to TheDirty last month in full force. I’m still playing catchup on everyone’s lives. From what I heard, you had a baby. Congrats buddy. I know you really wanted to be a father, even if the baby turned out black. I know you wanted to step up out of love and responsibility.

I guess I’m writing this letter to see if I can help in anyway. I don’t know what you did to get in jail. Someone told me you punched a stripper or something. I wasn’t in the right mind set to really care. But now I’m committed to telling your side and if the dirty army need to buy you cigarettes for currency, let me know.

All the best my friend,