>>19953826You know, the people I work with think I need to see a head shrinker. They say my erratic beahvior, menacing words, and screams coming from the air ducts are getting to be a problem. Well get used to being disturbed because there is no way anyone's messing with Skip Reming's skull salad. So far as the psychiatrist is concerned, you can take your funny little couch and all those ink blots that look like my dead mother and you can shove 'em where the sun don't shine brother, which is pretty much everywhere since milk lady died. No thank you Siegfried and Freud, when I wanna tinker with the little man at the wheel I use the oldest cures known to man, repression, denial, and judo.
