snowyday Posted June 25, 2011 Share Posted June 25, 2011 The sad, quiet, big-eyed little lady sat in the psychiatrist’s office. The good doctor questioned her gently as to why her family wanted her locked up. “Now tell me,†he said, “just what is your trouble?†“It’s just that . . . just that I’m so fond of pancakes, doctor.†“I like pancakes too,†the doctor said. “Oh, doctor, really?†she trilled, clasping her hands together with joy. “You must come over to our house . . . I’ve got trunks and trunks full of them.†* * * * snowyday Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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