Wednesday, July 05, 2006

Therapy

A friend of mine told me about her therapist. She asked if I had one. I said yes, in every bar. She told about how painful a session can be.

I KNOW!

This is how I responded to her.

I have a great therapist. I tell him all my troubles and the answer is always the same. He kicks me in the ass and says, "It's called life. Deal with it." I always say, "Thanks, Geno."

Tramp, a little saddle sore from the therapist.

4 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

glad i could help.kathy

Thursday, July 06, 2006 9:42:00 AM  
Blogger Tramp said...

I'm glad you could help Kathy too. Kathy deserves our help.

Seriously, therapy is no laughing matter.

Until you get to the Riverbank. Then everything becomes a laughing matter. It is, by far, the best therapy.

Thursday, July 06, 2006 12:54:00 PM  
Blogger Tramp said...

Geno, I believe you mean, "If your NOT livin on the edge,Your takin up to much space"

Thursday, July 06, 2006 10:54:00 PM  
Blogger Tramp said...

Are you sure it's 'Father' and not 'Daddy', as in 'Who's your Daddy?'

Just kidding!

Friday, July 07, 2006 11:51:00 AM  

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