Almost Home, I Can See It Now
They say 30 Days and I am free. Why did they take me so long? And what is that fuzzy monstrosity in the corner? I must taste it, but that comes later. Ooooh! I did sneak a peak, a cheeky one at that. It was the grading paper and it had such wonderful things to say about me.
"Pathologically unstable"
"Dillusional, Paranoid Schizophrenia" "Domestically incapable..."
"Danger to Society... danger to self." "Freak...loon...clinically insane"
"Repressed"
"Repressed"
"Eventual degeneration of morals and values, leading to an unpredictable, behavioural & mental outcome, although most likely psychotic..."
Wow, did the doctor have such nice things to write about me or not? Yes, I do feel the privelage. It's giggling up and I am proud to be a human.
posted by A Twig-Like Hermit at 6:09 am
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