Dear Moe,
I'm a mental patient who's
currently institutionalized. I'm
having mixed emotions about
my psychiatrist. He's
been so kind to me -- in
fact he comes in
to see me every day. The
wife
tells me that he doesn't
want to rush my
progress.
My wife is inviting him
out to the summer
house to talk about me
more. I wish
I could put my arms around her.
She
says when I get out of
my straitjacket, I
will.
Turns out she sold my car,
my 260-Z.
I was upset to hear
this. That was MY
car!!! She claims I don't
remember. When
I had the amnesia I gave
her Power of Attorney.
I'm afraid I've botched
up everything she's
done for me. She
keeps telling me I
must'nt be weak.
Alex
Dear Alex,
That cunt is no good! She's
doing that
to you on purpose to make
you crazy, so you
don't know what you're
doing. She's
lying to you!
Dear Moe,
I recently moved to a small
Pennsylvania
city for a job promotion,
and everything
is going good. My
problem is the lack
of a social life. I'm
shy by nature,
so I approach the bar scene
with some hesitation.
Shy In Lancaster
Dear Shy in Lancaster,
Lancaster? I know
a good bar there
called the Palm Isle. Fucked
the barmaid last trip. I
mean,
I walk into the place
and she comes
up to me without even saying
'hello'
and rubs up against me,
her jugs rubbing
up against my suit! Nipples
hard as little rocks!
Dear Moe,
My wife is a lesbian. Well,
sort of. She
sleeps with both sexes. Does
this
make me a queer?
Tommy In Long Island
Dear Tommy,
Naaaaaah?!! Faaaaaaack!!
My advice?
Don't tell anyone!
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