Three-Prong Receptacle

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The Doctor sat in his office.

The Patient crashed in to a telephone pole.

The Doctor glanced abstent-mindedly at a golf magazine.

The Patient vomited on the pavement.

The Doctor phoned an insurance company.

The Patient walked in to a wall.

The Doctor filled out some paperwork.

The Patient drooled as he stumbled towards the receptionist.

The receptionist administered an electric shock to herself.

The Patient rolled around on the floor.

The Doctor heard the receptionist's electric shock, and put away the golf magazine.

The receptionist opened the door with her endless grippy fingers.

The Patient came sprawling before the doctor's feet.

"What seems to be the trouble?" said the doctor.

"I WANT SOMEBODY TO LOVE ME!!!" screamed the patient, grabbing the Doctor's shoe, tears streaming down his face.

"There, there, Mr. Smith," said the doctor.

The Patient sobbed in to the Doctor's shoelaces.

The Doctor gave the patient a can of pills. "Take two of these each morning for two weeks. They'll do absolutely nothing."

"THANK YOU!!!!" screamed the patient, and he hurled himself out the window, where he fell three stories to the street below. He managed to swallow a few of the pills before he landed. Another Patient swerved to miss him, and hit another telephone poll. There was a very loud crash that an old woman heard. She fell out of her chair, then she got back in to it.

The receptionist administered another electric shock. Then she chewed some gum.