So a boy with a stutter goes to his psychiatrist. Doctor says,” How are you?” “Naaa naaat too good,” says stutter boy. “Why is that?”-asks the doctor. “My-my-my-my-my-my best friend he he he call me na-names!”-said the stutter boy. “What’s he call you?”-asks the doctor. “He call me d-d-d-donkey!”-said the stutter boy. “So that рissеs you off does he call you that all the time or what ?” -inquiries the doctor. “He-aw-hea-w-he-aw-he-always calls me fuскing d-d-donkey”-replies the stutter boy.
So a boy with a stutter goes to his psychiatrist.
Doctor says,” How are you?”
“Naaa naaat too good,” says stutter boy.
“Why is that?”-asks the doctor.
“My-my-my-my-my-my best friend he he he call me na-names!”-said the stutter boy.
“What’s he call you?”-asks the doctor.
“He call me d-d-d-donkey!”-said the stutter boy.
“So that рissеs you off does he call you that all the time or what ?” -inquiries the doctor.
“He-aw-hea-w-he-aw-he-always calls me fuскing d-d-donkey”-replies the stutter boy.