Here's a thought... Once when I was committed. I told the PDoc that I would find his first born child, then eat that child with a dull knife and spoon. I vividly remember saying this, and had no idea why I said it or what thought provoked the statement. I was really sick. I'm a sick and twisted individual to begin with... But anyways I eventually got out. So unless you really go postal in there you will be released also.