We had an atrocious split pea soup for lunch that nearly made me puke my guts out. It was absurdly salty, and I felt like I was drinking water from the Dead Sea.
“Split pea soup? More like split piss soup…” I said with a deep sigh; I mean, seriously, how hard is it to get decent food for psychiatric hospitals? I’m not asking for filet mignon here, just something edible. They treat us like animals and expect us to love them back. Sorry honey, you ain’t earned my respect. Now that I think about it it’s a lot like Welcome Home (Sanitarium) by Metallica. That song is absolutely gorgeous… Pretty off-topic, but I’m kind of an iconoclast. I believe laws shouldn’t be followed if they’re stupid. For example, I heard that it’s illegal to sell individual cigarettes in some places. People can’t go o
