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Mispellings plagued his thoughts while reading through a Rorschach test for no reason. He thought, with hologram-like words floating in his view, "I wont to bee a sientist liek hm."

The therapist handed him a square piece of cardboard with a symmetrical inkblot on it. "What do you see in this 'masterpiece'," the man with messy gray hair and a thick moustache asked. As Joseph studied the vile, meaningless doodles, thoughts filled Joseph of the night of when he ate an ice cream cone whole and started having a massive brain freeze- so intense that his sinus started bleeding to death.

His answer was rather scatological, "A dog with a remote control up its-" "Let's move on, heh," the therapist interrupted Joseph so Ether wouldn't break the rules of the Super Mario Party Site Forum and ripped the cardboard out from Joseph's hands. The therapist then__________

 
was history.

The therapist, bleeding with glass embedded in his skin, ran haphazardly around, running onto the street while running in circles until he got hit by a SmartCar.

Joseph was eyeing on the awkward scene, and said, in conclusion, "He needs some therapy." The live studio audience in the background puked together, sounding like a mass flood echoing the room. "That didn't sound very nice," he declared. Another audience member puked. ____________
 
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