Therapy Role-players Prints

"You always get to be the therapist! I never get to be the therapist!"

'He really wanted to get into the zombie role, so he became a Meth-Head actor.'

"Why do they do that?"

"Perhaps later on we can go back to my psychiatrist's office for some couples therapy?"

Little Doctor meets Little Geneticists.

"I brought you a wig because you said you like long hair."

You got what you deserve … you deserve each other.

"Excuse me a moment, whilst I just change hats."

'Occasionally the Dr. asks me to get real with people.'

'Some people just aren't cut out for adventure gaming, Bruno — maybe you should try chess or checkers.'

“I have to warn you - my parents are a bit old-fashioned.”

'It would never work out, Blackfire — our alignments are too different.'

'We're playing doctor ??" Billy's the anesthetist.'

"Try letting the ball come to you."

I'm tired of your games, Al. MY games? look who's talking! The guy with the role-playing hand puppets!

'We're playing Doctor - he's the caddy.'

"So tell me more about the dog sitter."

'Let's play doctor - you be the patient, you be the surgeon, and I'll be the malpractice-attorney.'

"Dad, will you play judge and tell me if Raymond or Joey is the father of my baby doll?"

Kid to sister: 'I never play doctor anymore. There's too much paperwork.'

'Life can be tough, Peel.' - 'Yes.' - 'But you have to stay positive.' - 'Yes' - 'You have to keep telling yourself, 'This loser is funding my holiday to Hawaii.' - 'Yes.'

'So this is what you do while I'm away,'

Last Road Rage Therapist for 500 Miles

'We're playing 'mummy'!'

"I can't stop conducting random security checks."

New For Halloween! Sexy C.P.A.

Crocodile Costume

Crazy Straw. Crazy Straw after therapy

"It doesn't matter if anyone believes in you. . . what's important is that you believe in yourself!"

"Ten years of therapy, and finally I’ve managed to replace my rage addiction with sarcasm."

"Hey I know, let's play bored kids hanging around after school."

"Ahem."

Life can be beautiful, Al. But for you, the fly in the ointment is your self-loathing. So, my question to you is, what's the fly doing in the ointment? The backstroke!

'I still say I should be at the REAR end, Rodney!'

'Whatever happened to that platoon of GIs you used to pretend to be at bedtimes?'