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Susan's fear of clowns drove her to Doctor Zavacki
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| Well Doctor, I have this irrational fear of Clowns. It's really becoming a problem. | |
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| Ok, I want you to stare at this reflector on my head. You're getting sleepy. You're going back to when you were a little girl. shhhh, sleeepy. | |
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Susan goes back to something she'd forgotten
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| Thik about it, Susan, as you sleep, why are you afraid of clowns? shhhh | |
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