04-01-2009, 01:45 PM
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Lysander chuckled as Giggle climbed into the chair, drunk coyotes were fun. “Only them crazy head doctors use couches.” He moved away and opened a cabinet, pretending to be busy looking for tools. “Why, you need one of them?” Lysander smiled to himself, turned away from Giggle so that the male couldn’t see. He probably would have only mistaken it for a friendly gesture anyway. Pretending to be a psychologist would be ten times as much fun, giving people advice they asked for, and the wrong kind at that, was right up Lysander’s alley. However he doubted many canines came looking for help from strangers, they liked their fucked up lives too much. It was a pity, Lysander was sure he would hear some funny stories and give some great advice in return. |