Freud: [Calling out to a receptionist area] Martin_Luther_King____Martin_Lou_ Fucking____Martin_Loufucking___O you have such good name. Come into mein office
[They enter. King takes an upturned stool and positions it the right way]
F: O, you like it that vay [Scribbles note]
F: Vat seems to be the problem?
Martin Luther King: I_had_a_dream...
F: Of course, of course. Give me a ball park here. Titty, willys, cocks or clittys. Vat's your game? Girls or boys, animals or toys___Marrrttty
M: I had a dream that one day little black girls and little white girls might be able to play with each other in peace...
F: Good. Good. You mention girls. Young girls. Can you tell me how young.
M: I dunno. 6 or 7
F: Excellent Marty. I knew a young girl vunce too. Splendid figure, tight buns, come and get me smile. But alas...her mother...my wife.
M: Mr Freud, I don't understand
F: You said the little girls vere playing. Vat exactly vere day playing at Marty?
M: They were just playing... like little girls and little boys do.
F: O, I know playing, but work with me here. Are we talking strap-ons or spanking, dildos or vanking. Oral or anal, big dicks can be painful. Vibrators or gerbils...
M: Mr Freud, you are a wastin' ma time
F: Would you rather I was giving you the time?
M: What?
F: Time. Too fast or too slow, impotence has cures you know
M: Mr Freud, I came here today...
F: Funny Marty, I didn't see it. O, I always miss the good parts.
M: Mr freud, I came here today...
F: So you say. I didn't see it but I'll take you word...
M: I came her today to tell you about my dream of racial...
F: Ah, Marty. I see, I see. You've knocked up a white girl. You'd better hope it was a dream.
M: This dream had nothing to do with sex.
F: But the little girls. The cock rings and pubic curls
M: I mentioned no such things. These crazy thoughts are of your own devices
F: So no latex or fannies, lube or trannies
M: No
F: No Spanking or Vanking?
M: No
F: Not even a little...
M: I don't have time for this. I'm beginning to wonder if you're even a doctor at all. I won't say it again. Ma dream was a vision of racial equality.
F: Mein God. You really are dreaming Marty.
[Shows King out, gropes secretary's arse and whispers in her ear]
F: Das ist vun sick muterfucker
[They enter. King takes an upturned stool and positions it the right way]
F: O, you like it that vay [Scribbles note]
F: Vat seems to be the problem?
Martin Luther King: I_had_a_dream...
F: Of course, of course. Give me a ball park here. Titty, willys, cocks or clittys. Vat's your game? Girls or boys, animals or toys___Marrrttty
M: I had a dream that one day little black girls and little white girls might be able to play with each other in peace...
F: Good. Good. You mention girls. Young girls. Can you tell me how young.
M: I dunno. 6 or 7
F: Excellent Marty. I knew a young girl vunce too. Splendid figure, tight buns, come and get me smile. But alas...her mother...my wife.
M: Mr Freud, I don't understand
F: You said the little girls vere playing. Vat exactly vere day playing at Marty?
M: They were just playing... like little girls and little boys do.
F: O, I know playing, but work with me here. Are we talking strap-ons or spanking, dildos or vanking. Oral or anal, big dicks can be painful. Vibrators or gerbils...
M: Mr Freud, you are a wastin' ma time
F: Would you rather I was giving you the time?
M: What?
F: Time. Too fast or too slow, impotence has cures you know
M: Mr Freud, I came here today...
F: Funny Marty, I didn't see it. O, I always miss the good parts.
M: Mr freud, I came here today...
F: So you say. I didn't see it but I'll take you word...
M: I came her today to tell you about my dream of racial...
F: Ah, Marty. I see, I see. You've knocked up a white girl. You'd better hope it was a dream.
M: This dream had nothing to do with sex.
F: But the little girls. The cock rings and pubic curls
M: I mentioned no such things. These crazy thoughts are of your own devices
F: So no latex or fannies, lube or trannies
M: No
F: No Spanking or Vanking?
M: No
F: Not even a little...
M: I don't have time for this. I'm beginning to wonder if you're even a doctor at all. I won't say it again. Ma dream was a vision of racial equality.
F: Mein God. You really are dreaming Marty.
[Shows King out, gropes secretary's arse and whispers in her ear]
F: Das ist vun sick muterfucker
