Fuck it no such thing as bad press

You openly brag to the press about your excessive drug use and how much of a bad ass you are. "Hell, I'm going to snort some more coke soon as I get out of here!". You say. But since you are still of probation they drug test you and the end result. Three months in jail. What a drag! You hope your parents keep your magical guitar safe while you are gone. You think about it all the moments you do your time.