"Every time a protestor shoots out a cracker's window having mistaken his office for a liquor store or Best Buy an African American angel get its wings. Attaboy, Clarence!"
"I believe in my God-given right to bear arms. And I exercise that right regularly, thank you very much. Now just hang out there while I settle this minor billing dispute."
"It all started in Egypt really, they had it made but that was not good enough. They just kept pushing and pushing until they were forced into slavery. Then they bought into all the fancifully ideas of a man well trained in the teachings of "Ra" who promised them the world so they would not turn on him and it has been downhill ever sense.
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"Christ, what a glasshole."
"Go ahead Emily. You were talking about your fear of being mistaken by the cops for a black man."
No, Miss Evans, I have diagnosed you as paranoid. Ergo, they are out to get me.
Look at the shape of this broken window and tell me what you see.
Normally up here it's only disillusioned words that bark like bullets, but these appear to be the real thing.
"There can be no better boost for your self-esteem right now than becoming a human shield."
"To paraphrase Freud, sometimes a bullet is just a bullet."
"You'd think that with six degrees I'd have an office in a better neighborhood."
"Color me crazy, but I think that guy has some anger issues."
Okay, what’s your second biggest fear?
You're really just going to lie there like a dead fish? No wonder your husband is so frustrated with you.
Sorry I've had to rob banks to make ends meet.
"I'm still listening, Emily. So you raped your dad when he was twelve?"
"It's my wife. She knows about your transference issues."
I'm guessing the Sopranos will be no shows.
"It's Darren Wilson! ... I cancelled his 11 o'clock!"
Hang on. I'm almost through role playing with Phil, my wannabe cop patient.
I'd rather not discuss my personal life with a patient.
"I just hate the caliber of people around here!"
"Jokes on them. This gun is fake."
"They're not shooting at a black guy. Only three bullets."
Jim Cavanaugh
"They're not shooting at a black guy. Only three bullets."
Jim Cavanaugh
"Don't worry. It's just some quarters flying out of a malfunctioning Coinstar machine. Well, Obama did promise change."
Go on. You were telling me about your bisexual urges... What you might call a 'bi drive'.
"Ms. Harris, can you please let me know when your session is over? Thanks."
"It's that Nutty Salmon, again!"
“Tempers flare when a Freudian like me sees a Jung girl like you.”
"Jeez! Just because a fella is late with his dues payment to the NRA..."
"He has a preoccupation with vengeance ... We'll see about that!"
"He goes by G. Will Acres Knoll. His friends call him Grassy."
"Damn it! It's the three wise guys in the manger again!"
Kathy H, I didn't know about your link to organized crime
"Every time a protestor shoots out a cracker's window having mistaken his office for a liquor store or Best Buy an African American angel get its wings. Attaboy, Clarence!"
"Nothing stands between me and my six decrees of separation."
I Sharded ,rabbit-style
"I believe in my God-given right to bear arms. And I exercise that right regularly, thank you very much. Now just hang out there while I settle this minor billing dispute."
"So any progress with that firearm phobia?"
"The police powers here are insane."
"Jeez, all we did was discuss 'The Interview'!"
Uh, are there three bullets suspended over my head or am I just imagining it?
"It all started in Egypt really, they had it made but that was not good enough. They just kept pushing and pushing until they were forced into slavery. Then they bought into all the fancifully ideas of a man well trained in the teachings of "Ra" who promised them the world so they would not turn on him and it has been downhill ever sense.
"Hell is a real possibility for everyone that has ever lived."
"Tell me, dose your mother drive a grey Sedan?"
“Kathy, it looks like Tom’s figured out we’ve been linking up.”
"Well, I am afraid to ask, Is that your husband out there trying to kill me, or your Father, or your brother?"
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