I don’t know much about psychology (on account of it being a bit girly), but I do know something about baseball:
Three strikes and you’re out.
If psychology worked like baseball, Dr. Phil would be sweatin’ bullets the size of Texas and gripping his mantra tighter than a pissed off “rattler”. Three failed interventions and you’re […]
As I watched the final episode of my tenure on Dr. Phil, I was struck by one burning question:
What the fuck happened to Shirley?
Apparently, others were struck by this too as my email box was quickly filled with the poorly punctuated rantings of inquiring minds.
What the fuck happened to Shirley?
At the end of episode three, […]
After watching episode two of the Dr. Phil “House of Judgement”, I feel as though I must offer my manpologies to the mystery man with the mohito who was misleadingly maligned in a montage of mentalist mug-shots.
Sir, never would I actually recommend that you date a woman like Shirley. In fact, I would never […]
When I was first asked to appear on the Dr. Phil show, I had one major concern. I had recently shaved my mustache and the short notice of the show gave me only a few days to grow another one.
Mission Accomplished.
For the record, I’m at least six feet tall; 6′2″ in man-inches. Dr. […]