[dancing spawn of ungoliant]

a giant eye goes to therapy... [img]smilies/biggrin.gif[/img] brilliant!
now...let's see:

Bilbo enters the room and lays down on a divan.
Therapist-Pippin is nibbling his finger nails and doodling.
*deep silence*
*even deeper silence*
Pippin: ehm...i understood that you have something to tell me.
Bilbo: oh, sorry my lad...i fell asleep...where was i - yes, my therapy session. i feel thin.
Pippin: YOU feel thin...err...i mean good for you. i have always said that one or two pounds(or in your case lots of more) doesn't ruin a hobbit!
Bilbo: no, i mean sort of stretched, like butter, scraped over too much bread.
Pippin: bread and butter - bread and butter...EEEK! i missed the second breakfast! how could i...i mean go on.
Bilbo: i need a holiday. a very long holiday.
Pippin: hey, I'M the therapist, I decide that what you need...and I say that you need a holiday.now excuse me, i need my second breakfast!


(err...at least i had fun when doing this) [img]smilies/biggrin.gif[/img]

[ July 11, 2003: Message edited by: dancing spawn of ungoliant ]