Some Institutions Will Let You Write Things Down On Paper With A Crayon
I went to my Doctor today,and she said,"If you don't want to loose your job, lose your family, and live a normal life, quite with the Frigga-trisk-aide-kaphobia!"
Stunned,I said,"Doc! You don't have to be vulgar about it."You see,she was born in the Philippines so sometimes,her pronunciation of certain medical terminology iselongated."Jim. Why did you come in here to see me today?" She asked with a lot of frustration."Well Doc. It only happened once in 2016."I was trying to act cool about it.Like,what I did was normal."Back in May, I was drying off from my morning shower, when I heard on the radio the most frightening four words I have ever heard."Interrrupting,she says,"I really think you need a Psychologists."My eyes widened.I was stunned."No, please Doc."I started pleading.With as much earnest appeal as I could muster,I told her,"I trust you Doc. Just hear me out."My Doctor pauses for a minute,looks me clearly in the eyesand asks,"Are you all paid up with all of your bills?"I replied,"Of course I am."I lied."OK Jim. You can go ahead."So I tell her in detail,how I ran screaming from my house,butt naked,running past all the children waiting for a school bus.Luckily for the children,unluckily for me,a motorcycle cop was driving by at that very moment.Without going into too much detail,after a night in jail,I woke up normal.I was released on a bondand told to appear in court on such and such day!"What is wrong with me Doc?"With all the fake sympathy she could muster up herself,my Doc tells me,"You have a form of Trisk-aide-kaphobia!"I asked.
"What?" Not looking very intelligent at that very moment."You have Para-skevide-katria-phobia!"
I repeated.
"What?" "You are afraid of FRIDAY THE THIRTEENTH!"She yelled."That's it?"I asked."I can beat that little phobia."With a little smirk on her face,my Doctor tells me,"Jim. Your court date of January 13th, 2017? It's on a Friday!"With that,I run out of her office,screaming all the way down the street,ripping all my clothes off.I was sure the last thing I heard,before leaving her office was,"Call 911. There is a nut running around outside with no clothes on!"
This is,Did Know That Some Institutions Will Let You Write Things Down On Paper With A Crayon, Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“If a black cat crosses your path, it signifies that the animal is going somewhere.” - Groucho Marx -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
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P.S. The four frightening words I ever heard in my life are; "It's Friday the Thirteenth."
Stunned,I said,"Doc! You don't have to be vulgar about it."You see,she was born in the Philippines so sometimes,her pronunciation of certain medical terminology iselongated."Jim. Why did you come in here to see me today?" She asked with a lot of frustration."Well Doc. It only happened once in 2016."I was trying to act cool about it.Like,what I did was normal."Back in May, I was drying off from my morning shower, when I heard on the radio the most frightening four words I have ever heard."Interrrupting,she says,"I really think you need a Psychologists."My eyes widened.I was stunned."No, please Doc."I started pleading.With as much earnest appeal as I could muster,I told her,"I trust you Doc. Just hear me out."My Doctor pauses for a minute,looks me clearly in the eyesand asks,"Are you all paid up with all of your bills?"I replied,"Of course I am."I lied."OK Jim. You can go ahead."So I tell her in detail,how I ran screaming from my house,butt naked,running past all the children waiting for a school bus.Luckily for the children,unluckily for me,a motorcycle cop was driving by at that very moment.Without going into too much detail,after a night in jail,I woke up normal.I was released on a bondand told to appear in court on such and such day!"What is wrong with me Doc?"With all the fake sympathy she could muster up herself,my Doc tells me,"You have a form of Trisk-aide-kaphobia!"I asked.
"What?" Not looking very intelligent at that very moment."You have Para-skevide-katria-phobia!"
I repeated.
"What?" "You are afraid of FRIDAY THE THIRTEENTH!"She yelled."That's it?"I asked."I can beat that little phobia."With a little smirk on her face,my Doctor tells me,"Jim. Your court date of January 13th, 2017? It's on a Friday!"With that,I run out of her office,screaming all the way down the street,ripping all my clothes off.I was sure the last thing I heard,before leaving her office was,"Call 911. There is a nut running around outside with no clothes on!"
This is,Did Know That Some Institutions Will Let You Write Things Down On Paper With A Crayon, Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“If a black cat crosses your path, it signifies that the animal is going somewhere.” - Groucho Marx -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
Like what you are reading,or do not like what you see.Set up my Blog as your Homepage,or sign up as a Follower,or leave a Comment,and I will answer you in a Post.
Thanks for reading.
P.S. The four frightening words I ever heard in my life are; "It's Friday the Thirteenth."
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