Realizing that the past year has basically been a traumatic
experience for me, I’ve enlisted the assistance of a professional to help me heal
my psychological wounds such that I can resume effortlessly producing the best
science on the planet. I’ve invited my brother, Dwight, who is basically a
licensed therapist, to join me in Paraguay.
Obviously, getting past my intense hatred for Carl is the
major obstacle we have confronted thus far such that I may resume my
Earth-saving activities. I basically did nothing wrong, but Carl betrayed me,
proving that he is not a valuable technician. I gave him simple instructions in
the form of three perfectly laminated 18-page protocols, and what did he give
me? Prison, that’s what he gave me. But
Dwight has helped me realize that I need to get past this, so even though I
will not give him a good recommendation, you will hear no more about Carl.
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Are you sure he's a therapist? Looks more like the rapist...
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