�It has been one week since my last session. What? Oh it is not that sort of meeting? Ok. Well first I umm�lets see. Oh I got one, I mean�umm. So I was talking to my family and I found that I have this thing against coleslaw. I just don�t understand it. It is cabbage with Mayo and maybe carrots and etc. I don�t even really know what is in it. That scares me also, not knowing what is in my food. I like cabbage and all of the others by them self but, when you mix them together it makes no sense to me. It is just an odd mixture of condiments. I don�t understand it. It is made of the leftovers that were in the fridge.�
And then the therapist would try to get me to talk about my childhood because his mother won five blue ribbons at the county fair and one at the sate. She would have won another state ribbon if it wasn�t for that horrible Mrs. Henderson down the road. That nasty toothed old witch stole his mom�s recipe and took it off as her own. Needless to say when Mrs. Henderson �accidentally� choked on� well, the coroner never found out what it was that she choked on, and her family wasn�t able to save her. So as you can see (or maybe not, so I will tell you) the therapist has some problems of its own. So I am not going to give him my problems to muddle with. As I have said, all that has already been solved, by yours truly. That�s me. At this point I would have to pretend to go to the bathroom and then leave.
Maybe I just need drugs. Drugs solve everything. I mean prescription drugs not that illegal black market stuff. That is bad. And illegal. The prescription drugs are wonderful. You can fix almost anything. Baldness, allergies, diarrhea, pain, not getting a hard on, multiple personalities, death, influenza, oh no wait sorry the latter two are side affects.
In conclusion drugs are mans best friend, because if you have them there is no need for any other friends. Everything is wonderful, except for those dreadful side affects, which no matter, they make drugs for those also.