"Feck you Mick.........you reckon a professional could sort him out?" Hardly. I have a mysopic, rambling psyche. Unfathomable to the professional community. To venture through the corridors of my mentality would be even more baffling and uncomfortable than to be in the presence of two mick drunks on a park bench. The sinister, harrowing violin mood music in the background would cause you to turn white fear. This is the closest anyone has ever come to accurately comparing my nighmarish source of thoughts: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eHHT7dTmw8U