[REBECCA:] Story, story, what's your story? Story, story, what's your crime? What got you here? Rage, lust, or fear? We all got a story 'cause we're doing time
Ra ta ta Ra ta ta Ra ta ta
Ra ta ta Tell your story Ra ta ta
[JESSIE:] Um. OK, fine My boyfriend had meth in the glove compartment of our car and I got pulled over for something else and a cop found it
[REBECCA:] Ooh! Well, did you dump that good-for-nothing drug planting boyfriend!
[JESSIE:] No, we're still together. I love him
[REBECCA:] Oh. Well, did you at least tell the cops that it was his meth?
[JESSIE:] I mean, I could have turned him in, but my boyfriend and I have a son. I can't risk our child having both parents in jail
[REBECCA:] That's true. That's a good point
Story, story, let's hear another story Story, story, that one was just sad What does your story say About the patriarch-ay? We all have got stories 'cause we did bad
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[HANIFA:] Okay! I stole a sweater from the mall
[REBECCA:] Ooh! Had you been stealing all your life?! Was this the culmination of a life of kleptomania? Or were you doing it to stick it to the problematic fashion industry?
[HANIFA:] No, the heat went out in my apartment and I couldn't afford a sweater, so I stole one
[WHITE INMATE:] Oh my God, I stole a sweater too! I got two months, how long are you in for?
[HANIFA:] Three years
[WHITE INMATE:] I'm so sorry
[REBECCA:] Story, story, these are barely stories They're just bleak anecdotes with no start or end
Go tell your story
[CYBIL:] Sure, I have a story. I'm in here for murder
[REBECCA:] Ooh! Murder! Juicy! Ra ta ta
[CYBIL:] While I was driving, my daughter texted me that she was in the hospital and I got so distracted that I hit a teenager who was crossing the street and he died
[REBECCA:] Story, story, oh my God with that story Story, story, take away her chair
[WHITE INMATE:] I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry
[REBECCA:] Okay, you know what, I'm just gonna share my story, because you guys aren't really versed with a sense of story structure, so I'm gonna show you how it's done
I was a no-good, manipulative love addict with undiagnosed borderline personality disorder. I swindled! DRUM! I cheated! DRUM! I put out a hit on my ex-boyfriend's girlfriend! DRUM DRUM! Then, one day, this guy Trent came into my life. He was ironically just like me. And he tried to kill the man I love, so I pushed him off a building! And then, when I plead guilty just for like, metaphorical symbolism, the judge knew I was innocent so she didn't accept my plea but I wanted to go to jail anyway
[JESSIE:] Wait, what?
[CYBIL:] You don't have to be here?
[JASMINE:] You chose to be here?
[REBECCA:] Yeah Ra ta ta Ra ta ta Ra ta taTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
