GIRL: I have sinned. I called my boyfriend a BASTARD.
PSYCHIATRIST: Well now, that’s not a nice thing to call anyone, so what did he do to deserve that?
GIRL: Well, he kissed me.
PSYCHIATRIST : You mean like this?
(The psychiatrist kissed the girl)
GIRL: …… Yes!
PSYCHIATRIST: Well that’s no reason to call him a BASTARD.
GIRL: But, he put his hand in my top.
PSYCHIATRIST: You mean like this?
(The psychiatrist put his hand in the girl’s top)
GIRL: Yes!
PSYCHIATRIST: Well that’s no reason to call him a BASTARD.
GIRL: But, he took my clothes off.
PSYCHIATRIST: You mean like this?
(The psychiatrist took off the girl’s clothes)
GIRL: Yes!
PSYCHIATRIST: Well that’s no reason to call him a BASTARD.
GIRL: But, he had sex with me!
PSYCHIATRIST: You mean like this?
(The psychiatrist had sex with the girl )
GIRL: Yes!
PSYCHIATRIST: Well that’s no reason to call him a BASTARD either.
GIRL: But, then he told me he has AIDS.
PSYCHIATRIST: BASTARD!!!!!
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