Doctor,I think I have got my head screwed on the wrong way.
Did nobody tell you it is a bayonet fitting? How sad.
Doctor,I have lost my mind.
Then who is speaking?
Doctor I really have lost my mind.
I’ll write you a prescription.
It’s a new drug.It will stop you caring you have lost your mind.
But is that right?
No,but it’s easier than re-minding you.
Doctor,I feel very blue this morning.
Well,you look like a ripe peach.
What’s the use of that?
I could pluck you.
Buy a guitar and pluck that!
Are you always like this?
I don’t know,I have lost my mind.
We found one in the waiting room.
Can I have it?
Suppose it’s not yours?
Well,any mind is better than none….
False….who would want Hitler’s mind?
I see what you scream.
Thank you very clutch.