Psychiatrist demonstrates good impulse control-sends payment of *Ahem* unclean nature

The guy’s occupation is what I found most shocking. He’s supposedly helping others get their problems sorted out, and when he gets a parking ticket, he pays the citation with notes that smell of ass. :eek:

Perhaps he misread the inscription: This note is legal tender for all debts, public and privates.

I don’t want to know where he keeps his Amex card :wink:

The man in the stall cried out, “There’s no paper in here!”

“Use a dollar,” I replied.

…and thats why he had shit all over his hands and four quarters up his ass, your honor…

LOL!

:smiley: :smiley: :smiley:

After Dr. McPike pays his fine, I can just imagine the next news story:

DNA tests confirmed that the gooey white substance dripping from the credit card was McPike’s own semen, apparently produced during a marathon masturbation session.

I know quite a few psychiatrists. It seems like at least 50% of them must have gone into psychiatry out of a desire to address their own psychiatric diagnoses.

And many of them are even better at their profession because they can truly empathize with their patients. But man, some of the pshrinks I’ve met are just crazy!

Darth please come over and clean the chewed up bagel off my computer screen.

Yeah, if he’s convicted, what do you wanna bet the judge waves the fine? I mean, who’s gonna want to deal with that?

Is it really that common?

A few years back, I installed a new fancy-pants photocopier at a swank residence belonging to a couple who were both practicing in the field of psychiatry. The first time I got the “something’s wrong” vibe from them is when they drew our attention to a middling nude portrait over the stairs of a girl who appeared to be 14 or 15. “Our daughter. Pretty nice, isn’t she?” :dubious: Make polite comments, careful to specifically refer to the painting, not the subject. That could probably be overlooked, but…

Moving along, we start to remove the old copier (also from our company) and get a harangue from both sides, about how they were “on to us” and that they knew it was no coincidence that their copier always broke down when they were copying things that were critical of the Czech government, who we were obviously in cahoots with. They knew that everything that they copied was being relayed by satellite to Prague, too. They wanted us to prove to them that the new machine contained no transmitter.

I can see one delusional mental health professional (although hopefully not professionally,) but how did they wind up teaming up?

Sweet Jesus.

Anyway, back on topic: Someone in the anagram group that I check from time-to-time just noted that “Ronald McPike” = “Mean old prick.” Heh heh heh.

[QUOTE=Larry Mudd]
A few years back, I installed a new fancy-pants photocopier at a swank residence belonging to a couple who were both practicing in the field of psychiatry. The first time I got the “something’s wrong” vibe from them is when they drew our attention to a middling nude portrait over the stairs of a girl who appeared to be 14 or 15. “Our daughter. Pretty nice, isn’t she?” :dubious: Make polite comments, careful to specifically refer to the painting, not the subject. That could probably be overlooked, but…

Moving along, we start to remove the old copier (also from our company) and get a harangue from both sides, about how they were “on to us” and that they knew it was no coincidence that their copier always broke down when they were copying things that were critical of the Czech government, who we were obviously in cahoots with. They knew that everything that they copied was being relayed by satellite to Prague, too. They wanted us to prove to them that the new machine contained no transmitter.

[QUOTE]

Holy shit! That was thanks for the laugh. I needed that to help wake me up while the coffee finished brewing. Damn funny story. :smiley:

So he shouldn’t have used the cash, even if it falls in the toilet? Of course he’s lying, but what if it did fall in the toilet? You’re damn right I’m gonna use it. And what better place to give it to then a tax collector.

One should always wash shitted bills by hand with Woolite. Before using them.

Are we to conclude that the shrink in the OP presents anal-expulsive tendencies, borderline personality, and issues of impulse-control and hostility towards authority figures?

:smiley: :rolleyes: :wally

I love his alibi

Oh, great. Yet another stupid fucking lame-brain law: “harassment of a public official”. Meanwhile, public officials can harass, neglect, insult, condescend, and sling shit with impunity. Why the hell should there be special laws that protect government but not its citizens? And if it’s a redundant law (presuming all citizens are protected from harassment), get rid of it. Damn. Just plain damn.

“If you need money laundered, just leave it outside your door in the morning.” - Fat Tony