The Priest and the Shrink

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Sunday Photo Fiction – 72 Hours

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The shrink entered the confessional, he could feel his palms sweating.
“Father forgive me since I have sinned.”
“Tell me son, you are safe here.” Said the priest.
“I have been using my influence to take advantage of people.” The shrink said with a trembling voice.
“In what way son?”
“I have used my powers to have sex with women.”
The priest sighed thinking that yet another pervert just entered the house of Christ. He took
a deep breath a pushed through, ” In what way son?”
“I give them advice which misleads them in thinking that sleeping with me will solve their problems.”
“May I ask what is your profession son?” The priest asked, he was tired of asking all day long
and hearing the troubles of people, what about his own troubles? So there he was torch in hand
smoking his first joint.
“I´m a shrink.”
The priest got red in the face,”You motherfucker!”He yelled.
The shrink was petrified, “Sorry father I…I..”
“Shut the hell up, you punk, a freaking shrink I have to take? What do you think I do for half
of the day!? I listen and listen to people and give them advice. You idiot, are you people
trying to take away my job, is that it!!”
So the priest took his torch stuck it in the little window and let the shrink have a rapid fire
hair cut.

234 words.

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