The Daily Habit: News
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I’m On Death Row And All I Got To Eat Was My Eye- Have you heard the story that inmates on death row get to choose their last meal? It could be something as grand as filet mignon with truffle gravy, or as simple as a fried banana sandwich and some Funions. But how about a good old fashioned human eye ball? Yep. Eyeballs. A Texas death row inmate with a history of mental problems pulled out his only good eye and told authorities he ate it. Andre Thomas, 25, was arrested for the fatal stabbings of his estranged wife, their young son and her 13-month-old daughter in March 2004. Their hearts also had been ripped out. He was convicted and condemned to for the infant’s death. While in the Grayson County Jail in Sherman, Thomas plucked out his right eye before his trial later in 2004. A judge subsequently ruled he was competent to stand trial. A death-row officer at the Polunsky Unit of the Texas Department of Criminal Justice found Thomas in his cell with blood on his face and took him to the infirmary. “Thomas said he pulled out his eye and subsequently ingested it,” agency spokesman Jason Clark said Friday (News: I’m on Death Row and All I got to Eat was My Eye). Thomas was treated at East Texas Medical Center in Tyler after the Dec. 9 incident. Then he was transferred and remains at the Jester Unit, a prison psychiatric facility near Richmond southwest of Houston. Thomas, from Texoma, walked into the Sherman Police Department and told a dispatcher he had just murdered the three and had stabbed himself in the chest. Thomas told police how he put his victims’ hearts in his pocket and left their apartment, took them home, put them in a plastic bag and threw them in the trash. At his trial, defense lawyers also argued he suffered from alcohol and drug abuse, and most notably some sort of cannibalistic dillusion if he cut out the hearts of his family, and ate his own eye. Let’s be honest, is the guy really screwed up, or did he whittle out is eye with a spoon just to solidify the “crazy” plea? And, more important, did he eat it, or did he flush down the john? Either way, that sick fuck will get what’s coming to him. Nothing like having a bit of eyeball with an eye fluid chaser for your last meal, if your own death row. Will the real Hannibal Lecter please stand up, pop out your eye, and take a bite.
