Gone to 'lantic City
Do not let your dog eat your getting-outta-jail present.
It's a piece of driftwood surrounded by 3 carats of diamonds on chunky chain. It covers up the remaining handcuff scuffs well.
And see...the next time it gets all Tyson/Holyfield up in my house, you can be sure I'll get all hood-rat and ask my girl to hold my jewelry.
(or I just won't fight anymore...blah blah lesson blah bling bling blah.)