Ohhhh, aye-dee-di-dee-di-dee-di-dee-di-dee-di-dee-di!

Ohhhh, aye-dee-di-dee-di-dee-di-dee-di-dee-di-dee-di! One night I was getting freaky in a tree with my boy named

Chef Boyardee. He turned and said to me, "My love, what are we doing in this tree?" To this I had no reply-ee. Ohhhh, how could this be? I thought and

we then remembered that we had parachutes attached to our jackets; thus, we took action and landed to safety.

Unfortunately we landed in the middle of the Hundred Year's War. Tripping over our parachutes, we barely had time to scramble out of the way before thunderous hooves ascended upon

us and carted us off to their leader's tent. A girl sat there peeling a grape with her sword. "My name's Joan... of Arc," she declared, "you fell from the sky like dandelion seeds

. Who are you & what are you doing here?" We were in awe of Joan of Arc's masculine femininity & her grape peeling skills. Thinking quickly, I spoke up. "My name's Darryl & this is

my brother Darryl & this is my other brother Darryl & this is my other OTHER brother Darryl and..." Something was amiss. After the 517th Darryl, I suspected that Joan of Arc was

Daryl too. That's when my other brother Daryl said I should meet this therapist named Dr. Newheart. My first session was a real doozy.

In fact, it almost feels like that first session has never ended. It just repeats itself over & over every Tuesday from 2 - 2:30 CST. And I keep hearing that same music every time.