Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Fortuitous Poem by Woody Allen

I broke up with this girl, and they put me with a psychiatrist who said:
"Why did you get so depressed, and do all those things you did?"
I said, "I wanted this girl and she left me."
And he said, "Well, we have to look into that."
And I said, "There's nothing to look into. I wanted her and she left me."
And he said, "Well, why are you feeling so intense?"
And I said, "Cause I want the girl."
And he said, "What's underneath it?"
And I said, "Nothing."
He said, "I'll have to give you medication."
I said, "I don't want medication. I want the girl."
And he said, "We have to work this through."
So, at that point, I took a fire extinguisher from the casement and struck him across the back of his neck.

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