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On May 6th, he appeared in Superior Court of Los Angeles, where he pleaded guilty to the murder of Nina Deloney. Four days later, he was back in Superior Court, where Judge Frank Willis handed down a life sentence to be served at San Quentin Prison. He was like, nah. He said, your crimes as recorded in this court are the most heinous in the annals of criminal jurisprudence.

And he told Watson, though he acknowledged that he does think he was mentally ill, he believed that the district attorney had made the right decision in offering a plea deal. He was like, you do not belong in a hospital.

And he told Watson, though he acknowledged that he does think he was mentally ill, he believed that the district attorney had made the right decision in offering a plea deal. He was like, you do not belong in a hospital.

And he was kind of saying what we were. I think you're mentally ill, but you do what you're doing. On May 18th, he arrived at San Quentin to begin serving his sentence. And that's a rough prison. Good luck there, Jamesy-poo. Yeah. So for months, the story of James Watson dominated newspapers across the country.

And he was kind of saying what we were. I think you're mentally ill, but you do what you're doing. On May 18th, he arrived at San Quentin to begin serving his sentence. And that's a rough prison. Good luck there, Jamesy-poo. Yeah. So for months, the story of James Watson dominated newspapers across the country.

But when he entered prison in May, most people were assuming it was just going to kind of come to a stop. And for the most part, it did. But at San Quentin, the guards and other inmates were baffled by this man. They were like, this is the guy who wooed more than 20 up to 40 women? This gnome-looking motherfucker? Like, what, this gnome-looking motherfucker?

But when he entered prison in May, most people were assuming it was just going to kind of come to a stop. And for the most part, it did. But at San Quentin, the guards and other inmates were baffled by this man. They were like, this is the guy who wooed more than 20 up to 40 women? This gnome-looking motherfucker? Like, what, this gnome-looking motherfucker?

San Quentin warden James Johnson told a reporter in 1946, I had to turn away a number of women who had no legitimate reason for calling, but faked excuses in the hopes of getting a chance to see him. Which, ladies, I have to say, let's get it together. Please. Let's make a collective promise to each other to get it the fuck together. What are we doing here? Did y'all watch the Barbie movie?

San Quentin warden James Johnson told a reporter in 1946, I had to turn away a number of women who had no legitimate reason for calling, but faked excuses in the hopes of getting a chance to see him. Which, ladies, I have to say, let's get it together. Please. Let's make a collective promise to each other to get it the fuck together. What are we doing here? Did y'all watch the Barbie movie?

What are we doing there? Did y'all watch it? Ladies, he's killing wives. He's killing wives and taking their money. Or he's just straight up abandoning them after robbing them blind. And you're like, you know what it is?

What are we doing there? Did y'all watch it? Ladies, he's killing wives. He's killing wives and taking their money. Or he's just straight up abandoning them after robbing them blind. And you're like, you know what it is?

You can't do it. He hates women. And is it worth it? No. Queen, fix yourself. He was a gnome-like motherfucker. No, no, no. But while in prison, he took up writing and tried to get his poetry published in papers around the country. Oh, just what we need, a tortured man's poetry. No one was interested in it, so he didn't get it published.

You can't do it. He hates women. And is it worth it? No. Queen, fix yourself. He was a gnome-like motherfucker. No, no, no. But while in prison, he took up writing and tried to get his poetry published in papers around the country. Oh, just what we need, a tortured man's poetry. No one was interested in it, so he didn't get it published.

He did find another way to keep himself in the limelight, though. Beginning in 1925, he began a correspondence with Los Angeles journalist Wycliffe Hill, and he convinced that reporter that he'd hidden his treasure of more than $50,000 somewhere in Los Angeles. I'm so sure.

He did find another way to keep himself in the limelight, though. Beginning in 1925, he began a correspondence with Los Angeles journalist Wycliffe Hill, and he convinced that reporter that he'd hidden his treasure of more than $50,000 somewhere in Los Angeles. I'm so sure.

Over the course of five years, the newspaper Hill worked for published a series of stories that sent the public running all over California deserts, digging around for the treasure.

Over the course of five years, the newspaper Hill worked for published a series of stories that sent the public running all over California deserts, digging around for the treasure.

There's countless women, and you are all running around looking for his treasure. Well, and also, his treasure is stolen from murdered women. You won't buy it. So if you find that treasure, are you going to feel good about putting that in your goddamn bank account? Hello? Like, what are you doing? He literally stole that. That's stolen money. This is a Wendy's. Eventually, it really is a Wendy's.

There's countless women, and you are all running around looking for his treasure. Well, and also, his treasure is stolen from murdered women. You won't buy it. So if you find that treasure, are you going to feel good about putting that in your goddamn bank account? Hello? Like, what are you doing? He literally stole that. That's stolen money. This is a Wendy's. Eventually, it really is a Wendy's.

At this point, ma'am, this is a Wendy's. This is a Wendy's. Eventually, it came to light that the paper had agreed to pay Hill $20,000 for the story, and the series came to an end, with most believing the story about the money was, like most things about James Watson, a motherfucking lie.