The Art of Psycho Therapy...

Are you a Dick or Pussy?

"So this guy pulls out of a construction site and nearly T-bones me.
I pull a Uwe and follow the prick into a parking lot.
He parks and I park next to him.
And he asks me 'How are the Red Socks doing?'"
Dick chattered on as he pulled his van into a carwash.

Dick sipped his bottled water, "Yeah, that's the password.
I was going to bust him.. No. I did not identify myself as an undercover
agent... Oh, please I know the importance of maintaining cover.
This little prick gave me the password.
So, I asked him, 'Does your wife have a pussy?"

Dick opened the briefcase. It was empty accept for one matchbook.
"I'm holding the matchbook."
He pealed the back off the matchbook and removed the sim card.
He then placed the sim card in a cloned cell phone.
"I'm dialing the number," Dick explained and yawned.
It was a Domino pizza number.

"Of course I ordered a large pizza with mushrooms and steak.
I'm waiting for the pizza. This had better be an awesome pizza."
There was a knock on the passenger side window of his van.
A blond woman, looking like Scarlet Johanson, stepped into the van with a pizza.
"Isn't this silly?" the woman remarked with a toothy smile.
"I like silly putty," Dick replied.

Dick lifted the lid of box and found a memory chip on the first slice.
He placed the memory chip in the cigarette liter adapter.
The van responded to the commands of the cigarette liter memory chip.
It drove Dick and Scarlet to the driven movie, Godzilla vs the Smog Monster.
A girl on roller skates took their order: two malt shakes and two-quarter pounders with fries.
"Are we kangaroos?" the girl on roller skates queried.

Dick yawned, "Yes." The girl roller skates handed him a CD.
He put in the CD and it played, Hey Were The Monkeys.
Scarlet gave Dick an around the world hummer.
"What is the mission?" Dick asked and gasped.
Scarlet sipped her malt, "Happy Birthday."


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