The Hitchhikers Guide to the Quackery
Lost in migrating thought, my car transversed a quiet two-lane country road. I have traveled this same road a hundred times. With the sun inching lower in the sky, the tree canopy on both sides of the road provokes dusk. I rounded a blind bend in the road expecting nothing out of the ordinary.
My eyes fixated on a small animal. A lonesome duck plodded by the roadside as if he were impatiently waiting for a ride. An old suitcase rested by his side.
How the the duck and the suitcase paired up remains fodder. It didn't matter. I roared. It was enough comedy to quack anybody up!
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posted by Joe Tornatore | 7:28 AM
8 Comments:
Hi,
I recently started a site called http://afreudianslip.blogspot.com and was looking around for sites related to psychiatry or freud. Came upon yours and it is pretty cool (plus it happened to have a reference to my favorite author that died recently). Any way I am a 2nd year psychiatry resident and just started my site so right now it is very plain but hopefully soon it will get bigger and better.
R. sekkon,
what would freud say to imitation being the better part of flattery?
Was the reference Leo Buscaglia? we think alike, i have a degree in psychology and wanted to align with Freud.
Sounds like duck soup to me!
ET, you beat me with that "Marxist" remark!
So I'll add this:
Why did the duck cross the road?
Well, as Karl Marx said: It was a historical inevitability.
Et, Pax,
I'm ducking both of these jokes!
Oh, you're all just a bunch of quacks...
But you really quack me up!
Glad to see there wasn't any "ACME" truck parked nearby with explosives leading from the suitcase to the woods. That might have been a bit more irony than even you would have liked.
hag,
I didn't see an ACME truck but i did pass a jogger or shall we say a road runner?
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