At Stoneshop, re: psychiatry.
To quote Old Man Henderson, "Dude, I fucked a Shoggoth and _you're_ freaking me out."
The stuff I claim to see in the ink blots always makes their heads explode & the office to be forced to release me since there's nobody left sane enough to pass judgement.
*Pure, Sweet, & Innocent(TM) smile*
Biting the hand that feeds IT
