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If you are not familiar with 'the Village with Three corners' childrens books then you wont understand this, and for that you are very selfish. This c ontinues Givitsums therapy series Roger Red Hat, Billy Blue Hat and Jennifer Yellow Hat sit in therapy with dr Roger Peterson. They are no longer residents of the village with three corners, but the bitter memories live on. Dr Peterson: so, we all know why were here, and im confident that if we can listen to each other, remain patient, and try and apply a good level of understanding we will all come out of this with something positive. Roger moodily stares at his feet, Billy moodily stares at Roger, Jennifer smiles nervously as she smokes a cigarette with shaking hands. Dr P: ok, lets start with you Billy, why do you think we are here today? Billy: (with contempt) why are we here? ill tell you why were here. we are here because she (points finger accusingly at Jennifer) is a herpes ridden slut fucking bitch whore, that's why were fucking here. Jennifer's face drops in despair and Roger is out of his his seat in an instant flying towards Billy. Dr Peterson stands up and thanks to his considerable girth is able to restrain the raging Roger persuading him back into his seat. Dr P: (breathing heavily after the exertion) That kind of behaviour will get us nowhere. now PLEASE remain civil or we end this session now. OK??? Roger: I will as long as that prick doesn't start. Billy: Im a prick? well that's ironic considering it was your prick that started this. you just couldn't let us alone could you. We were happy..(he trails off, tears beginning to come as his voice goes wobbly)..I was happy. His head drops into his hands as he starts to sob. Jennifer looks at him with pity, she gets up to comfort him 'oh billy' she says. Roger: don't try and comfort him you stupid bitch. Sit down!. Billy looks up: is that how he treats you?? you chose that over what we had. How could you Jen, how could you?? Dr P: ok, I think we might be getting somewhere. Jennifer, I think despite the potentially volatile nature of the question, it may be a good time for you to explain to Billy why you felt it was time to leave him. Billy: she didn't leave!! she was taken!! taken from me!!! again he sobs into his hand. Roger looks at him with utter distaste. Jennifer begins with a faltering explanation; 'well Billy, you see, it wasn't easy, I guess, I guess people change..and.. Roger: Why don't you just tell him Jen. Tell the stupid little runt the truth, he deserves it. Billy looks up: The truth?? what Truth? Roger: its your hat Billy, your stupid fucking big blue hat. Basically she thinks its shit. Billy looks at him then her in horror, his mouth agape at this revelation. Jenn looks at him with sympathy, then looks down at her feet. Roger continues; Your 38 years old Billy. 38 and still wearing that ridiculous fucking chapeau like youre 7. You're not Billy, weve grown up. I gave up my hat years ago, so did Jen. Your living in the fucking past mate and jen deserves more. Billy stares at them some more before slowly breaking into a full-on hysterical sob, Dr P attempts to comfort him but he is inconsolable. Roger: come on Jen lets go, we've told him the truth, its up to him to accept it, leave it to the professionals. He leads her out as she looks with sorrow back at poor Billy who is rocking back and forth in the arms of Dr P, his face a picture of anguish and despair.
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Liked this though, gave me a giggle.
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