"Pain! Unimagined! The wall... is carved! Evil vibes!!"
Numerous people stared at him. Well, so much for the average family meeting.
"What is his problem?" Philip Rhodes asked indignantly. The stockbroker glared at Shawn in fury who was bumping his shoulder repeatedly against the adorned pillars, tearing down flower arrangements and self painted 'Happy Birthday, Dad' cards.
"One! One! One-one! They’re everywhere! It is a sharp number! They’re like... the birds in the Hitchcock thriller that is called... 'the Birds'! Look! They even look like birds! Look how those vicious numbers have beaks!"
"What the- will someone stop him from painting our walls already?! This is outrageous!"
With a scream, Shawn hit the floor. Muse: Shawn Spencer
Fandom: Psych
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