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not exactly the hilton, huh

Erm...no comment to that Joe...I was gonna write that but I don't want to ruin my squeaky-clean image on here lol.

*whistles innocently while adjusting the halo on top of the horns*

imagine how many toothbrushes were sharped on that floor lol (not really funny)

LOL LucieLou! That made me laugh. :)

Penthouse Suite indeed! I think I would start talking to those walls (and cabinet) after being in there for a while.

*Snicker*

AH Ferdy...we have some creepy neighbors here down the street and an old biddy thatl ives across the street from me who insists on making our lives a living you-know-what. She is all up in our business ALL the time and I can't stand her. :(

I wonder if that is Hubcap's gramma?

Thanks all. That is terribly depressing to think about.

I remember in the movie "The Shawshank Redemption" that when Brooksey got out he couldn't handle the "outside world" after being "inside" for some 50 years! Can you imagine that? How the world changes in that time? He ended up hanging himself because it was all too much for him. The other characters (still on the "inside") even talked at length about being "Institutionalized"...

I was in a psych hospital for only 6 months or so, and even then it was just a little difficult for me to readjust to the "real world" when I got out. It didn't take long though since I had been in there for such a short time. I can't imagine being locked away or locked up for 10 ro 20 or 50 years. Wow.

beam me up scotty. there's no intelligent life on this planet

LOL Joe...I was gonna say that (bring the soap dispensers into it) but I got so wrapped up in reading the comments and commenting myself that I totally forgot the joke!

My bad. :D Good one though!

Courtesy flush first please! :D

it must be hard to send text messages from those phones lol

That does make sense Mr. Motts. :)

You never disappoint me. :D

WALLLPAPEEEEEEER pleaaaaaaaaase?

AH can you imagine falling out of one of those beds? I bet you would wake up right quick lol!

*THUD* DANNNNGGGG...what was that?

Oh, just Johnny fallin out the bed again...

WOOOHOO...I be a mooooovie staah! :D

My name is Joseph Pimentel, I am leaving this comment because i slept in one of those rooms for a week when i was five years old before i was moved to the Cambridge children s unit in "1990" I am now 25 going on 26. I leave you my name in case you do not believe me and there are records somewhere to be found, if anyone truly cares.

This place is a place of terrible memory's for me, not just the feeling of abandonment a child feels when its locked up in strange place without it's mother or fathers care, but because there where things that happened that i can not fully explain.

For many years i thought something was after me stalking me.
as a child i could only describe the ghostly figure of the man as the baker. But it turns out more or less i was describing a orderly.
i was repeatedly attack by this man in my sleep if you can call it that. it was a feeling of awareness though, much like being awake sometimes i could swear i was. the feeling was terrible i can only describe it as sticking your head out of a moving car window and feeling the wind rush your face striped of all sound except the gusting wind and being unable to move a limb nor make a sound to cry for help.

I am not messing around nor am i some chicken shit. I am very large man who can hold his own very well and have many times in my life.

I want to know if anyone else ever took something unwanted home with them. this being has been in my life for 20 years now but i can longer see him i still occasionally have the dreams of being restrained.