For 12 years now he has had to suffer all my mood swings: My RTL Radio Lion from Luxemburg has since become so beaten up that he looks more like a run over slug than a noble beast these days.
When I get angry, I box him in the face. However, I also hold him up as a shield so I don’t have to watch with my own eyes while amateur poet Beate in the TV soap “Schwiegertochter gesucht” recites a few lines of her own invention to her darling Peer: “If you were a tear in my eye, I’d never cry again for fear of losing you.”
I carelessly expose the nameless furry thing to all this craziness and so I am the cause of its present condition.
At least this much is clear: since I discovered Paraplüsch I now have some inkling of what has been happening with my 30 cm sized universal punch bag.
I think Lion N. from B. has had it especially hard and he shares many of his fellow patients’ symptoms. Due to my abusive treatment, he is just as schizophrenic as Dolly the sheep, equally as depressive as Dub the tortoise, now suffers (thanks to “Schwiegertochter gesucht”) the same anxiety attacks as Kroko the crocodile and shares the hallucinatory delusions of Sly the snake.
The only way out I see for us is to commit him to a psychiatric institute and so negate all my abuses to him.
Anyone who is keeping a similar case on the edge of the bed, sofa or in the wardrobe, will certainly find help at Paraplüsch. The button “Play” explains what it is all about.
But remember, this is exclusively for cuddly toys …..
(ps. a photo of my abused “object” will follow later…)
Paraplüsch – psychiatric help for abused cuddly toys
For 12 years now he has had to suffer all my mood swings: My RTL Radio Lion from Luxemburg has since become so beaten up that he looks more like a run over slug than a noble beast these days.
When I get angry, I box him in the face. However, I also hold him up as a shield so I don’t have to watch with my own eyes while amateur poet Beate in the TV soap “Schwiegertochter gesucht” recites a few lines of her own invention to her darling Peer: “If you were a tear in my eye, I’d never cry again for fear of losing you.”
I carelessly expose the nameless furry thing to all this craziness and so I am the cause of its present condition.
At least this much is clear: since I discovered Paraplüsch I now have some inkling of what has been happening with my 30 cm sized universal punch bag.
I think Lion N. from B. has had it especially hard and he shares many of his fellow patients’ symptoms. Due to my abusive treatment, he is just as schizophrenic as Dolly the sheep, equally as depressive as Dub the tortoise, now suffers (thanks to “Schwiegertochter gesucht”) the same anxiety attacks as Kroko the crocodile and shares the hallucinatory delusions of Sly the snake.
The only way out I see for us is to commit him to a psychiatric institute and so negate all my abuses to him.
Anyone who is keeping a similar case on the edge of the bed, sofa or in the wardrobe, will certainly find help at Paraplüsch. The button “Play” explains what it is all about.
But remember, this is exclusively for cuddly toys …..
(ps. a photo of my abused “object” will follow later…)