You're totally faking it. I can tell. You just need Oreos and lemonade. Come to here and I will cure you.
Actually, the new DSM revision has decided that I am totally full of shit. I think "cheer up, little buckeroo!" is the actual phrase they're going to have in the DSM-V.
(Also, Tim's ADD? *Total* bullshit. Together we are the greatest scam artists EVER. Although our addiction to ibuprofen is a documented condition. [No, we really are the Sid and Nancy of ibuprofen. We go through a 500-count bottle way faster than anyone should. It is so sad.])
Wait. Was I just offered Oreos????
BRING THEM TO ME NOW PLZ
topped with a brandied serotonin reuptake cherry
I am interested in your product, and will fund you on Kickstarter.
Dr. Aimses Miracle Cure! Feeling down in the dumpy? Got a case of the Mondays? Riddled with [insert religon here] guilt? Buy my Miracle Cure! Guar-um-dam-teed to fix ya right up!
May I have chocolate milk instead of lemonade?
I've been bringing cures
from Pilgrim Heights to Provincetown
Treated rabbit fever down ON
Queen Anne Road
Gout or gastritus and mumps or bronchitis
Bites and burns and blue abrasions
Got a pill for all occasions!!!!
Sorry, crossed the streams.
