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Bobby, being a sensitive and with-it kinda dude, had been in therapy for years and he always took at least one of the guys from the road crew with him. It had been Ramrod for years, but Parish was doing it lately.

The psychiatrist would ask a question and mostly Bobby would let Parish speak. Bobby enjoyed Parish’s stories so much: he was in a lot of them, and they sounded mostly true, even if Bobby remembered it different mostly.

Bobby always felt better after the sessions; so would Parish. Mostly because while they were bullshitting the doctor, Mickey had broken into the guy’s office and stolen a prescription pad, a whole bunch of samples and the rug.