So I'm stuck in this stinking rehab. The worst thing about it is I can't drink or take any drugs. You're not s'posed to, anyways.
This geek who says he's some sort of high tech genius made me a pipe from some computer parts he ripped out. He snuck into a counselor's office at 3 a.m. the other night.
This geek says he's in love with me. I just told the jerk to hand over the pipe he made.
HEY, ANY OF YOU IDIOTS HAVE ANY CRACK?! I'LL EVEN TAKE BATH SALTS IF YOU HAVE'EM! GET ME A LIGHTER, TOO!