June 2011
10 posts
“Everybody STOP. I didn’t go to the Laker game cause they were playing the fucking Bobcats. I came here today because I thought this was a session on how my wife could learn to communicate. How to answer a question without a question: basic Humanity 101. Which I thought, given your wall of fucking diplomas, you could easily fix. Or if you couldn’t, you could give her a pill that could either fix it or make her a mute. But now to turn around and gang up on me? I have work to do. I have hundreds of clients to deal with. And just so we’re clear, I don’t care about any of ‘em. They’re all just a number, like Wife number 1 and Therapist number 7. Good day!”
—Ari Gold
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