Dear Doc Azza,

After Juddy recommended you for councelling me, I was about to book an appointment as soon as the wind would drop off. However, since you confessed that you knew Freud, I am now quite hesitating to share my b
ended rainbow-colored perverted soul with you...
Please note that I went to highschool with Freud's brother, and also met his dad during the Vietnam war

. Although I ve never met Freud, I heard a few disturbing stories from his close family...
This happened a long time ago, however I can remember his brother proudly sharing with me in front of our schoolboys' lunch boxes how much his little brother enjoyed playing with his anus and excrement...

Another time, while I was carrying Freud's dad on my back through the rice paddies in Vietnam after he jumped on a anti-personal mine, I heard the delirious half-open and amputed body that I tried to bring back to the camp, whispering that his son showed some worrying evidences of physical love for his mum several time...
Disgusting again.

I would therefore ask you to cancel all my appointments until I ve got evidence that you are not a b
ended
rainbow-
colored p e r v e r t e d "child of Freud".
For your information and your nights of psychological research, a white porcelain gigantic high-voltage power drill was the result of the test... Oh dear I am worried!!!!!
Sick

Fre
ud