Sean Roberts

Weekdays 10:30am - 3pm

Cellmates must show respect to each other.

Stanky poots in yo pants occur sometimes. There’s usually not much you can do about them. Hopefully, they are quiet and without much odor. It’s generally not a big deal, except when you are confined with others who have no means of escaping from your noxious emissions. Imagine, if you will, being on an elevator or in a car when it happens. No one likes to be in the zone when a booty blast is unleashed. Guards say Christopher James Callen was spending some quality time in the Monroe County jail in the Florida Keys for failing to register as a sex offender. He’d been there since early September. Understandably, time behind bars can mess with your melon, making one irritable and short on patience. Maybe that’s why the man in question recently had a problem with his roomie. Police say the cellmate had a formidable case of flatulence, so much so that he was driving his co-inmate crazy with the constant toxic clouds that were coming out of his butt. The report says Callen warned his roommate about the gas several times, but to no avail. That’s when Callen attacked the other man, beating him so badly that he koncked out two of his teeth and broke one of the man’s ribs. When questioned about the attack on the other man, he said he did it because the inmate continued to pass gas after repeated requests to stifle the continuous dastardly discharges. He also said the man never gave a “courtesy flush” when he perched and purged upon the stainless throne/sink combo. The victim was taken to the hospital and treated for his injuries. Source:

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Sean Roberts was conceived in the Corvette Assembly Plant in Bowling Green, Kentucky by two passionate, panel aligning, third shifters who had grown bored with the same ole same ole. Upon birth, he was placed in the trunk of a new Stingray and sent off to find his destiny. That destiny included several stints on radio stations across the United States. Some played punk country gospel, while others focused on Croatian death metal played backwards. After many years and many adventures, Sean wound up on The Shark, where he does shots of tequila while playing the most badass tunes ever created by humankind. He remains humble, however, never forgetting about the lean years...the street corners and dark alleys where he played songs on his car stereo for food and sex. He's on top and he's never gonna stop LIVING THE DREAM!