June 7, 2004 | Detritus
Swiped from Mindy, and now I have that stupid song stuck in my head. Plus I feel the need to go count the silverware….
The Count’s Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder
It started with a simple affection for counting and
the terror it induced in others, didn’t it?
But now it’s turned into a full-blown
life-consuming chaotic nightmare of order,
repetition, zealousness, and perfectionism.
You used to be so grand, but now you find
yourself obsessively worrying over the littlest
things–like, maybe if you don’t check the
light switch at least once every two minutes,
the electricity will go out (and damnit, you’re
a vampire–that shouldn’t be a problem!), or
maybe if you don’t wash your hands until your
seams are coming out, you’ll get some fatal
disease. Get yourself some treatment.
Which Sesame Street Muppet’s Dark Secret Are You?
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