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Kooky Lucy Frost (15)

   
   "Kooky Lucy Frost (15)"
   
   Back @ the psychiatrist's office, face to face, and unleashing tidbits of truth, for all is a comprehensible parable for the chosen.

DOCTOR
You need to read the Gospel of Thomas--not canonized, but worthy.  Make yourself a duplicate of Christ; moreover, put a man's strength in you if you are a woman, and put a woman's intuition in you if you are a man--be a paragon--like Ryan Seacrest.  

LUCY
Was that humor?

DOCTOR
Man being reasonable must laugh in the face of death, for why have drama when humor usurps the dilemma of diatribe--you picking up what I'm putting down?

LUCY
It is like Lord of the Rings out there.  I went to STARBUCKS the other day, shaking nervously, and everybody is plugged into their cell phones or has a computer attached to their face.

DOCTOR
Spirit outshines robotics.  Use your Third Eye.  Eat healthy.  Cleanse the pineal portion.  Talk to God everyday, thanking Him and loving Him for all the stress.  As G. Gordon Liddy said upon getting out of prison, quoting the mad philosopher:  WHAT DOESN'T KILL YOU MAKES YOU STRONGER.

LUCY
Yeah, and they're trying to build a Nerf world out there.  Football is not what it used to be, just ask Doug Flutie.

DOCTOR
I prefer Jim Plunkett, for you know I'm old school Miss Lucy Frost.
  
   Lucy smiled, for the first time in years.  

Sanford and Son Intro

Kooky Lucy Frost (14)--fight to the end, wussy

    
   "Kooky Lucy Frost (14)--fight to the end, wussy"
   
   Kooky Lucy was unique.  Not like the masses of the proud and self-impressed.  She was not an island unto them; on the contrary, she was a sub-continent of survival.  And she knew it, deep down, like the brats craving a cervix' blunt pain to remind them of a molesting father or molesting Internet.
   Pap greeted Lucy, along with a tail-wagging Cleveland as she entered HER house.  They exchanged pleasantries; next, Pap took a seat with her, sparked a cherry, let the purifying smoke cleanse his internal aspects, and exhaled his prayers to the celestial heavens--life is bigger than your pride, boy.
   He went on to tell her about Grandma.  How the physician of God, Saint Raphael has a sense of humor.  How Grandma was never a burden.  If a sick person becomes a burden; then, the axiom wends your way, meaning:  YOU ARE THE SICK PERSON!
   Said he wouldn't have her in a monkey-blooded nursing home, where you get bloody enemas, no love, no sacrifice, as the workers are paid to kill--Bounty Hunters for the disabled.  Unless it is Nun Nurses--the real ones, that get none, but give all.  There is beauty in ugliness.  The Greatest beauty, while those full of pride and arrogance, crafting forked-tongued fraud, do so for their own elation.
   Pap further went to say being sick is a blessing--if you repent and get your selfish act in order; on the other hand, if you blame God, or say it is too difficult, He will allow you to know that you are a bestial brat, monkey-blooded, and easily cloned.  
   "So, Grandma gave me headaches.  Why make life easy?  Hell comes easy.  Heaven doesn't."
     

Star Wars / A-Team opening

Kooky Lucy Frost (13)

   
   "Kooky Lucy Frost (13)"
   
   Lucy was face to face with her altruistic and weirdly alternative psychiatrist, him never threatened, as he had mentioned in a past visit, because he knew who he was, and would only be that singular, radiant essence.  Anyway, the bizarre conversation ignited, yet while folk claim psychiatrists to be kooks, go meet a gastroenterologist, and unless his mother had intestinal problems or so on, he'll love to offer robotic sodomy.  Here we go:

DOCTOR
Have you seen them yet, and is that why you're nervous, having terrible tics around people?

LUCY
Looked confused, but elegantly probed.  Seen who my Doctor?  Can you be more clear?

DOCTOR
My cell phone is on; thus, this will have to be a bit ambiguous, like a puzzle--it is your job, as my patient, to put together the pieces.  The tall blonde women, the shrunken goblin types wearing sunglasses and hats, or those with large foreheads?  Do these types of people freak you out?

LUCY
I'm freaked out by everybody save my dog, Pap, and you, but at this moment . . .

DOCTOR
Look around Lucy.  Watch the people--if that's what they are.  And if you ever do decide to kiss a guy, make sure he is the type of boy you dreamed of in your youth--no other.  I'm gonna write you a prescription for an anti-psychotic--think of it as a scientific exorcism.  You may experience neurological problems down the road, but fight the good fight, and persevere to the end, for you are the light and the salt of the Earth.

   Lucy crinkled her nose like in those old DOBIE GILLIS reruns.