Quote Originally Posted by delia View Post
~Warbaby busts into the room at the end of the yoga session~

Therapist: Hello. I'm sorry, we're in the middle of a session, as the tag on the door says. Please wait outside in the waiting room
Warbaby: I can't read
Therapist: Ah, okay. Well, please step outside and wait in the waiting room.
Warbaby: But I am WARBABY!
Therapist: Yes, you are. Pleasure to meet you. Now please step outside.
Warbaby: But I am KING!
Therapist: We can talk about those feelings in a moment.
Warbaby: I RULE the lands of FORUMS!
Therapist: We can talk about your... perceptions... and your... visualizations... in a moment. But you must sit in the waiting room for now
Warbaby: There is NO ONE LIKE ME!!!!!
Therapist *mutters, you're damn right about that* Sir? The waiting room.
Gawd, I do need help if I said all that. Hell I can't remember a thing. I think it best if I just quietly sneak out the back door.