"Doc," said the young man lying down on the couch, "you've got
to help me! Every night I have the same horrible dream. I'm
lying in bed when all of the sudden five women rush in and
start tearing off my clothes."
The psychiatrist nodded, "And what do you do?"
"I push them away."
"I see. What do you want me to do?"
The patient implored. "Break my arms." |