It is preferential to refrain from the utilisation of grandiose verbiage in the circumstance that your intellectualisation can be expressed using comparatively simplistic lexicological entities. (...such as the word fuck.)
Remember your humanity, and forget the rest. - Joseph Rotblat
I worked for the Gummint for about twenty-eight munce, on a sheep farm. They had another one at Tokanui, where we used to visit sometimes. To get to the farm, we had to drive through the grounds of the mental hospital.
I think I must've caught something there once, from looking at the inmates for too long...
... and that's what I think.
Or summat.
Or maybe not...
Dunno really....![]()
Is the Porirua hospital still going. That was a crazy bin.
My dads barried at Porirua cemitrey (cant Spell)
we use to see some of the low patients walking around the graves, use to reminde me of zombies
If you are behind me
Dont ask as I am lost too.
broke into seacliff with some mates when I was about 20, just for a look like.
We got busted by the grounds keeper, and once we had shared our weed with him he gave us a tour.
really fuckin creepy, even though it was being used to store lots of old machines(for a technology museum that never took off), but seeing stuff like the secure ward, andd the mortuary was as scarey as, among some of the stuff they had stored there was an old iron lung (tried it on) and all the broadcasting gear from bcnz 1 in dunedin, but the whole amosphere was veeeery uncomfortable
Yes I know my enemies
They're the teachers who taught me to fight me....
Why is the atmosphere so bad? Its just a building... lol at trying the iron lung though
i say throw a big fuck-off wall around it and sell it to the Corrections Department..dont paint it.. dont landscape it.
fill it fulla them child killers, rapists and gang bangers
fix "ol Sparky and let the good times roll!!!
Very sadistic, sarge! ELECTRO THERAPY FOR YOU!!!!!!
When I was a child polio was still endemic. A couple of kids I knew, including one I knew well, ended up in iron lungs ; more in calipers. It was a terrible terrible thing. Dunno what happened tot them, dead long ago I imagine. Our parents never spoke of them, they were too afraid. It was one of the two diseases of childhood that my great-grandmother and grandmother feared. The other was diptheria. The others, measles, whooping cough, chickenpox mumps and so on, we were expected to get, as young as possible, and get over it, without complaint. But polio and diptheria were a death sentence or worse than death. Eradicating them is one of the finest achievments of medicine in the last 50 years.
Originally Posted by skidmark
Originally Posted by Phil Vincent
You never caught up with a good mate after he got polio? That sucks
yea.. you should come over..
maybe we can try and REHABILITATE those poor souls instead....
'specially those clows with the baby in the dryer..
i bet they were just trying to make her think it was Disneyland
"iiiiits a smallll Worrrrld AAAAfter Allllll *THUMP*
"iiiiits a smallll Worrrrld AAAAfter Allllll *bash*
WEEEEEEEEE!!!!!! *THUMP*
seriously.. you should come over...
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