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[grindmonkeh]

Ta guele espece de connard, you who sits there with all of the moral authority of a surreptitious fart, looking rapt and concerned while pretending to be listening and all the while anxious for this day to be done so at last you can hie yourself over to Sotheby's to bid on the garter belt worn by Freud and then fondle it nightly in that secret little room where you pen all those blackmail letters to your patients, the ones signed anonymously, "A Friend." This is MY analysis, Doctor, MY story, and I'll pace it as I please. Understand that? Good.

- William Peter Blatty

Thanks Sura and Jennylee. I can sleep now.

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[daruba.livejournal.com]

... *pouts*

i wanna fondle that garter belt too....