A/N: Hello everyone, hope you enjoy this silly fic! I made it up with my sister when we were in a silly mood. 

"WHAAAAAT?!" Michael screamed into the phone, nearly making his big brother deaf. He scratched his ubercool afro hairdo and frowned.

"It's true, Michael, they have thrown me in jail!" Lincoln sobbed and started to button up his shirt, but gave up after he felt his chest was too sexy to be unexposed.

"What did you do then?" Michael stared at his reflection in the mirror and almost drooled at the mere sight of himself. 'Yeah babyyyy!', he thought and then turned his attention back to the telephone.

"You shaved your head?! How could you do that? I told you it's illegal nowadays!"

"But I didn't do it myself…they…they grabbed me, pulled me into a dark alley and before I knew what was happening, they had shaved my head!" Lincoln whined, rubbing his bald head.

"Who did this horrible thing to you?" Michael sighed.

"I don't know…it was too dark to recognise them, they were male though."

"How long do you have to be in jail?"

"…"

"Sorry, didn't catch that, baldie."

"For the rest of my life, you must break in and get me out of here!"

"Consider it done, Linc." Michael hung up the phone and looked in the mirror while pouting.

"Here it goes…", Michael seized his razor and shaved his head as well, took one step outside and found himself at the bottom of a dogpile of policemen.

"Hi Linc! What do you think of my new hairdo?" Michael grinned like an idiot as he stepped into his brother's cell. Bellick closed the door and shook his head. Things were really getting out of hand…all those young men shaving their heads, could the world get any more cruel than this?

Lincoln jumped up from his bed and hugged his little brother.

"Never thought you'd actually do it, I know how proud you were of your bigass afro hairdo."

"I've got a plan to break out of here…", Michael started, but was cut off when a convict with a southern accent opened the door and stepped inside.

"A plan to break out of here? I'd love to hear that…"

"Okay, the more, the merrier", Michael said and put one hand in his boxershorts.

His brother and the other convict raised their eyebrows and wondered what Michael was up to.

Michael pulled his hand back and revealed a small drill. "We're going to use this to break out of our cell. It's amazing what they let you keep in prison. By the way, what's your name?"

The man with the sexy southern accent smiled.

"T-bag's my name."

"Why?" Lincoln wanted to know, being a man of few words since he arrived in Joliet.

"What do you think?" T-bag asked, licking his lips.

Linc and Michael looked at each other and shrugged.

"I got caught dealing teabags with little children…hence the nickname."

"Tsch…not nearly as cool as my nickname…", a voice said and before they could see who it was a random riot broke out.

The men were pulled out of the cell and were thrown into the vicious fight that was going on between the prisoners and the medical staff.

A tall, pretty woman with red-brownish hair was stabbing random prisoners with needles.

Michael rushed towards her because he found her a very sexy chick. What he didn't realise was that this was not the right moment to declare his love to an aggressive prison doctor.

Before he knew what was happening, doctor Sara Tancredi had knocked him out…

A/N: What will happen to them? Will Michael still remember his escape plan when he regains consciousness? Please review!