"Jon, are you alright? I heard some kind of loud explosion."
"Oh great, now I'm hearing voices."
"Well . . yes . . you are. This is Charles Xavier and I'm communicating to you telepathically. Excuse my sarcastic voice."
"Is this a real person I'm talking to or am I just hallucinating?"
"What on Earth are you talking about? Of course I'm real. We're on a mission together!"
"But I thought telepathy was just a scam. A cheap parlor trick."
"Jon, what game are you playing at?"
"Jon? Is that my name?"
"Wha- hang on a second. Let me scan your brain . . . hmmm . . . oh . . . this isn't good at all. Apparently you are suffering from amnesia. Let me just probe your thoughts . . ah. Zartan shot you. And he told you he had planted a booby-trap in my wheelchair that would zap me with 10,000 volts of electricity. That explains the angry message I just got on my cell phone from Disabled Services of Westchester. I had donated the booby-trapped chair to them a couple of days ago. You see I never use the same chair for more than a week. Wouldn't be fitting for a man in my position."
"This is fascinating but could we get back to me?"
"Your name is Jon and you are an Intergalactic Gladiator."
"Oh great, now I'm hearing voices."
"Well . . yes . . you are. This is Charles Xavier and I'm communicating to you telepathically. Excuse my sarcastic voice."
"Is this a real person I'm talking to or am I just hallucinating?"
"What on Earth are you talking about? Of course I'm real. We're on a mission together!"
"But I thought telepathy was just a scam. A cheap parlor trick."
"Jon, what game are you playing at?"
"Jon? Is that my name?"
"Wha- hang on a second. Let me scan your brain . . . hmmm . . . oh . . . this isn't good at all. Apparently you are suffering from amnesia. Let me just probe your thoughts . . ah. Zartan shot you. And he told you he had planted a booby-trap in my wheelchair that would zap me with 10,000 volts of electricity. That explains the angry message I just got on my cell phone from Disabled Services of Westchester. I had donated the booby-trapped chair to them a couple of days ago. You see I never use the same chair for more than a week. Wouldn't be fitting for a man in my position."
"This is fascinating but could we get back to me?"
"Your name is Jon and you are an Intergalactic Gladiator."
posted by Professor Xavier at 12:00 PM
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Imagine an amnesiac being told that by a voice in his head?
I do the same thing with cars being blown up in one is so annoying.
Oh, I just *hate* it when I get amnesia with delusions of schizophrenia ....
Doctor, my brain hurts.
OK, all better now.
To Jon:You are a gitl scout by the name of Ginger.
Jon don't tell me you've forgotten about our baby!!
Prof you really should get back to that school before there isnt one left for you to go back to
Similarly, I never wear the same cape twice. But for different reasons.
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