"Tell me about your maman."
"Well, Madame's my goddess of justice, but she's a hungry queen, so we have to keep giving her more to bite..."
"Oh really?" **shrink writes in his notebook**
"Yeah, she sings to all the traitors as she kisses them..."
"Go on." **writes some more**
"She possesses everyone in her breathtaking hair-razing bed..."
**shrink glances at his notes** "Citizen, was your mother what we would call 'a free woman'?"
"My mother? I was talking about the guillotine!"
**sighs, tears the page from his notebook, and throws it away** "We're going to have to schedule more sessions..."