I know what i'm doing this summer...
"Ah yes, hello Mr. Buu. We have an hour, okay? So let's get down to business, what issues seem to be bothering you?"
"Well doc, I'll be frank with you, I've been suffering from a mental illness - of sorts - that's been bothering me ever since I had been born."
"Go on?"
"Well, it was my birthday in the early days. My mom and dad planned me a birthday and such, it was really fun. My friends were all there and we were ready to open presents. I can recall the gifts vividly. Ahh... I remember the skateboard, and the joke pair of underpants to boot. And then, I opened up the last gift."
"Am I to assume this last gift is what is bothering you?"
"Yes, actually, it is."
"Well, what was this gift that is bothering you?"
"Well doc, it's a little game called ET."
"I DIDN'T MEAN TO MAKE IT BAD, I SWEAR! I JUST THOUGHT THE IDEA OF COLLECTING PHONES AND SUCH WAS A FUN THING TO DO AT THE TIME!"
"WELL MAYBE YOU SHOULD'VE THOUGHT ABOUT THAT WHEN YOU WERE BEING PAID MONEY THAT WAS HARD EARNED! MAYBE ALL THE BLOOD AND SWEAT ON IT SHOULD'VE STRUCK YOU AS ODD!"
"Well Mr. Buu that's all the time we have today, come again next week."
"Oh of course."
