oh no no no. I refuse therapy till the handsome Brit comes too! I SWEAR it's his fault *sobs*Quote:
Originally Posted by cookiecat
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oh no no no. I refuse therapy till the handsome Brit comes too! I SWEAR it's his fault *sobs*Quote:
Originally Posted by cookiecat
looks around ..
wonders where she got her license....
takes the offered clip board reluctantly.
And i'm NOT Needy dammit! hollers back through the doorway.
and you'd need that bat lemme tell ya.
chuckles.
sits down to fill out the paperwork Annie gave me. not because of the therapist certainly. perhaps she should have given it when i did the first paper and i would have had it done by now.
Doesn't think i need therapy anyways really. gnaws on the whole idea.
disturbing.
GAH!!!
Actually I have to agree with you about not needing therapy. None of us did until we ran into delia. Now that has to tell you something, doesn't it? Wait, maybe it was annie we ran into. OH hell, who can remember any more? All these therapists and assistants are beginning to look alike.Quote:
Originally Posted by Wolfscout
*watches as the patients start freaking out.*
It's okay folks, we're just going for a little ride here...
Yeah, and look who now thinks she is a vehicle.Quote:
Originally Posted by sheepishone
I'm your vehicle babe
I'll take you anywhere you wanna go
I'm your vehicle woman
By now I'm sure you know
That I love ya (love you)
I need ya (need you)
I want to, I got to have ya
Great God in heaven, you know I love you
And I'm your vehicle babe
Sheepy, you really freak me out sometimes lol.
thank you, come again!
Nice impromptu poem but you still think you don't need help? Where's the therapist when you need her?Quote:
Originally Posted by sheepishone
hehehehehehe, i so love this thread lol, an im now at 500 posts yaaaaaaaayyyyyy
poem?!?! Oh dear lord WB... they're lyrics... lyrics to the song Vehicle. *shakes her head sadly and sighs*Quote:
Originally Posted by Warbaby1943
Never heard it. Guess I gave you too much credit, huh?Quote:
Originally Posted by sheepishone
Comes out of shiny pointy feather reverie to smile at all the nice people here. So good to be among equals! Enjoyed the song, sheepish, thank you. If music be the food of love, etc.
How about forming a band? What should we call it?
LMAO you are too much. You know I am the only and I repeat only one here who is sane.Quote:
Originally Posted by delia
Is there a stage? nothing like rehearsing on stage...
Ahh, that's it. Maybe sheepish is a stage coach.Quote:
Originally Posted by moptop
roflmgao
finally finishes fillout the so-called pre-therapy forms that i thought was a bunch of stuff. took three damn ink pens cause all they have here are the cheap ass wally world one.
gives them back to Annie with an ass.
and smiles nicely.
returns to my seat and puts my KMA look back on.
smiles inwardly.
Then busts out Laughing.
isn't that thank you, CUM again?Quote:
Originally Posted by sheepishone
smiles at the doc. smiles at frankee. smiles at michebe. smiles generally in most directions. eyes somewhat unfocused...
listens to all the other crazies in the building and giggles
She's gonna see right through you and know you need no help. Wanna join the NPT club?Quote:
Originally Posted by Wolfscout
Sure WB. I don't have a problem i wanted her to explain other people to me.
LMAO
Yeah, me too. LMAO Think we could drive her nuts? Wait, that may not be a drive, just a short putt.Quote:
Originally Posted by Wolfscout
*sneaks into the therapist's office while she's out in the lobby*
*glances around and places Rocky at the door to watch guard*
*pulls out the crumpled pic, lays back on the therapist's desk, pulls up her skirt and starts rubbing herself*
Mishka enters, expecting the usual sterile office and sees sheepishone. Wow! The new therapies are really something! Do you need a perscription for that?
*Qmoq peeks in, spies Mishka eyeing sheepish...*
Care to ogle? I love watching this kind of stuff...almost as therapeutic as getting it.
Walks in
I wish to announce that through the diligent efforts and the great scientific mind of the good Dr, I have been completely cured and the voices no longer torment me. In addition I know think of a couple of other things besides tortuing women, mostly which beer to drink while torturing women and what to have for dinner after torturing women!
Thank you
*glances towards Rocky, who's curled up napping with chocolate on his lips*
Some Guard sheep you are!
*spies the handsome British guy out of the corner of her eye and bolts off of the desk and jumps up into his arms, wrapping her legs around his hips*
I've missed you Sir!