Halfway Between the Gutter & the Stars

GIRL: I have sinned. I called my boyfriend a BASTARD.

PSYCHIATRIST: Well now, that’s not a nice thing to call anyone, so what

did he do to deserve that?

GIRL: Well, he kissed me.

PSYCHIATRIST : You mean like this?

The psychiatrist kissed the girl

GIRL: …… Yes!

PSYCHIATRIST: Well that’s no reason to call him a BASTARD.

GIRL: But, he put his hand in my top.

PSYCHIATRIST: You mean like this?

The psychiatrist put his hand in the girl’s top

GIRL: Yes!

PSYCHIATRIST: Well that’s no reason to call him a BASTARD.

GIRL: But, he took my clothes off.

PSYCHIATRIST: You mean like this?

The psychiatrist took off the girl’s clothes

GIRL: Yes!

PSYCHIATRIST: Well that’s no reason to call him a BASTARD.

GIRL: But, he had sex with me!

PSYCHIATRIST: You mean like this?

The psychiatrist had sex with the girl

GIRL: ..Yes!

PSYCHIATRIST: Well that’s no reason to call him a BASTARD.

GIRL: But, then he told me he has AIDS.

PSYCHIATRIST: BASTARD!!!!!