Psychiatric Help- 5¢

[moptop]

Is there a stage? nothing like rehearsing on stage...

[Warbaby1943]

Is there a stage? nothing like rehearsing on stage...

Ahh, that's it. Maybe sheepish is a stage coach.

[moptop]

roflmgao

[Guest 91108]

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.

[Warbaby1943]

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.

She's gonna see right through you and know you need no help. Wanna join the NPT club?

[Guest 91108]

Sure WB. I don't have a problem i wanted her to explain other people to me.
LMAO

[Warbaby1943]

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.

[moptop]

smiles at the doc. smiles at frankee. smiles at michebe. smiles generally in most directions. eyes somewhat unfocused...

[Guest 91108]

listens to all the other crazies in the building and giggles

[SheepishJaina]

*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]

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]

*Qmoq peeks in, spies Mishka eyeing sheepish...*

[Mishka]

Care to ogle? I love watching this kind of stuff...almost as therapeutic as getting it.

[TheDeSade]

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

[SheepishJaina]

*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!

[TheDeSade]

waves a the pretty doctor . . . . . need some help with those adjustment tools?

[Warbaby1943]

waves a the pretty doctor . . . . . need some help with those adjustment tools?

Wonders if those tools are run by electric or battery. Where's the tool man when you need him?

[michebe(LD)]

~The Therapist guides moptop into Group and seats her between frankee and Michebe so that they will take her mind off of the band and focus it on... well... errr... slightly focus it on Group~

But, but, but, but how am i gonna tease frankees hoo hoo now

[Echoes]

walks in farumping softly something about moptop saying she had a problem with nagging and cookie said something about a problem with doing things by herself and she is doing just fine. My problem is people saying I have a problem and I know I have a problem, many, so what is the problem?
*sits down and ponders, perking her ears at hoo hoos. is this another problem...sounds deviating, delectable, dripping in deliciousness and so darned devine*
....gah now my alphabet problem is evolving
pulls a pen to pummell prose while she picks and pricks pompous pencils off annies desk, putting one behind her ear, pointing anther at warbaby's

quickly quibbles quirts, quarts, quartets

wrings her wings of wafted wind on heels and

ok...I have a problem

[moptop]

walks in farumping softly something about moptop saying she had a problem with nagging and cookie said something about a problem with doing things by herself and she is doing just fine. My problem is people saying I have a problem and I know I have a problem, many, so what is the problem?
*sits down and ponders, perking her ears at hoo hoos. is this another problem...sounds deviating, delectable, dripping in deliciousness and so darned devine*
....gah now my alphabet problem is evolving
pulls a pen to pummell prose while she picks and pricks pompous pencils off annies desk, putting one behind her ear, pointing anther at warbaby's

quickly quibbles quirts, quarts, quartets

wrings her wings of wafted wind on heels and

ok...I have a problem

explains ecstatically, expansively, eludicatingly, that
worrying words with wild whisking ways
is intrinsically, irrefutably, indubitably
A Good Thing To Do

[Echoes]

explains ecstatically, expansively, eludicatingly, that
worrying words with wild whisking ways
is intrinsically, irrefutably, indubitably
A Good Thing To Do

expostuliates excitedly about extensive expression in worded warble wandering...wondering wearily, wearisome...
linguistic language lingering, lithesome, yet leerie of looming under laureates
alien, an adhesion of all abnormal abstraction
alienated and alone

[moptop]

But, but, but, but how am i gonna tease frankees hoo hoo now

moptop explains that she is quite happy for Michebe and her avatar to lean right over her to carry on teasing frankee and her hoohoo

[moptop]

*gets confused by all those words and starts rocking again. Mumbles rhymes to comfort herself*

shiney, whiney, tiny, finely, divinely, sublimely, benignly...

[Echoes]

*gets confused by all those words and starts rocking again. Mumbles rhymes to comfort herself*

shiney, whiney, tiny, finely, divinely, sublimely, benignly...

*finds two soft rocking chairs and pulls them over to moptop*

starts knitting wings and says softly to moptop...they say knitted wings help you stay grounded cause you can't fly...not really fly with them. I like flying...you are free and nothing can touch you, so light and the air curls sweetly around you. Want a pair? They took away my real wings *pouts*
I am going to get them back though, I swear!

[SheepishJaina]

*giggles and starts humping the sexy Brit*

[Echoes]

*giggles and starts humping the sexy Brit*

*whispers wonderingly to moptop* think they are humping in tune to your "ineys"? Starts bopping to the beat in her chair.

[moptop]

You are an angel, so you can fly whenever you want.

[Warbaby1943]

Boy can't wait to see what the doc has to say now. Wow, and she thought I had problems.

[SheepishJaina]

*glances over at WB*

ohh pfffft. You're just jealous.. MrForumsGod has competition..

[Warbaby1943]

*glances over at WB*

ohh pfffft. You're just jealous.. MrForumsGod has competition..

And what might you be talking about? I guess we see who really needs the help here. What the hell do I have to be jealous about and why the glare? See I told you I was the only sane one here.