Man, I can't imagine how much it absolutely sucks to be getting high on weed and crack in a filthy room knowing for a certainty you're going to be picked up and locked up any moment now.
Horrible. Yea he's to blame, his parents and nigger Christmas as well, but I just feel terrible for him. What's the point of locking him up? He'll get out and do crack. Let him die a crack warrior' s death: in his nest, doing coin flips, high on crack and weed, and his heart just explodes. He falls face first in to his desk, and we hear the sound of half full cans and silverware in bowls clanging and chiming and sloshing and the thump of his body hitting the stained and damp carpet.
I wish him the best.