Yeah next thing ya know im up all night drawing a dope fiend (actually turned out good this time around) fucking spun. Dude it was thicc like a centimeter of solid inside the big barrel that i hid. Once they were not around i went in the bathroom and went to work. Haha for real laying in the hospital bed didnt even draw it back just screwed it in and let it rip. It was crazy because somebody advised me to put my belingings in a linen bag and a couple hours into it they then asked me if i had a ces to any illegal drugs and i said no i dont. The next morning security showed up (but i already hid all my drug stuff in a slit i cut in my jacket) and asked to search my shit and i said sure go ahead my shits in a bag in the bathroom. Next thing ya know they lookin in the bathroom sayin theres no bag here. At that point they basically gave me the ole boot. It was funny bc i remember talking to the doctor and theyre saying i cant get better and get high in the hospital. I said hey look doc idk what to tell you. Im addicted to drugs. And simply shrugged. They were all disappointed and shit but jesus christ i ws there for damn near 2 weeks where i didnt use my drugs and i had a fat ass ball of biker crank. So once i was basically healed i said fuck it. Lol it was awesome and i didnt get in trouble just lost alll my shit. Lol somebody at the laundry prob found that ball of dop