Nikprit wrote:
@1066 sounds like a Freudian therapist to me.
A Rogerian therapist would have kept you in there & questioned you about your abnormal behaviour
Well I left out he asked if there was anything to talk about. The RogerIan (whatever that is) would have met with the same result.. a resounding "No!"
The NO part was the abnormal behaviour MD - it was meant to be a joke bud
You're making me out as the prime suspect! Fast forward to the part where my innocence gets esrablished!
Believe it or not, I get most of your jokes Nit. Often though, you take me a little to seriously. I can take whatever gets dished out. My humor sometimes is only funny to myself.
Keaton is up for a brutal interrogation
I remember Harry Corbet in Steptoe and Son when he was supposed to be in a room with a psychiatrist. The doc kept asking him 'if his mother had a large bossom'. The camera panned behind the doc who was doodling pictures of breasts on his notepad!!
And another fella sent to a psychiatrist due to his compulsion for looking at womens breasts. The doc gives him a book with abstract pictures asking what the patient can see. Every turn of the page brings lewd remarks from the man with the doc taking copious notes. After the exercise was finished the doc closes the book and says to the patient, 'well, it does seem that you have a fixation with womens breasts'. The fella goes 'Me? You're the one with the dirty book!'
Yep,,funny.
Do you remember the one where they had a barny as per usual & split the room in 2? And the tv set was half in one section & half in the other?
Mexi writes: yet now md, you have become the master DEbater!! hahaha...had to...that was a set up for a home run man!!!
Clever! Did you make that up all by yourself?
Patient: Doctor, I have a split personality.
Psychiatrist : Nurse! Bring in another chair!
Re Steptoe split room. I still laugh at that one; they had a turnstile for enty that required a coin for entry. The place went on fire and the firemen couldn't get in because of it!!
MEXIMARTINI wrote:
tomtrytostay wrote:
Mexi don't be afraid to relax, have a little faith in yourself .
trust me. I'm relaxed. Especially after eating a taco...or three :)
Especially THOSE tacos...real tacos. :)
mdinnerspace wrote:
Mexi writes: yet now md, you have become the master DEbater!! hahaha...had to...that was a set up for a home run man!!!
Clever! Did you make that up all by yourself?
Honestly no. I was in Junior high and we were having a debate of some sort. After about thirty minutes a particular gentlemen won the debate, stood up and shouted, " I'm the master debater!!!" Of course, with a room full of teenage boys, we all just blurted out laughing our heads off because, well, um you know. Never heard that again until I used it today.
So, not so clever. Weird tho, the things we remember. 😂😂
Your school story Mex reminds me of the metalwork teacher we had. Adams an amateur wrestler who would laugh his head off and put you in a wrist lock if you messed around.
Anyhow there was a guy in the class called Mark Bates. And Adams always made a point of calling Mark out loudly in class with a massive grin.
'Master Bates' he would yell gleefully.
Nikprit wrote:
@1066 sounds like a Freudian therapist to me.
A Rogerian therapist would have kept you in there & questioned you about your abnormal behaviour
Well I left out he asked if there was anything to talk about. The RogerIan (whatever that is) would have met with the same result.. a resounding "No!"