Me 1:

Again, I am singing Johnny Cash's "Rusty Cage" in my head... here are my shackles, which turned out to be SO easy to break. The one on my right hands was my personal identifier, and had a bar-code and... "some other kinda" code, which they had to scan 1,000,000 times, i.e. whenever they gave me nicotine "stop smoking" products or gave me medication. ;)