Sharp as a crayon

I went to the psychiatrist the other day. He handed me a piece of paper and a pencil and said, “Draw me something.”

I said, “Like what?”

“Something you can’t verbalize.”

So after about ten minutes I handed him the paper and pencil back.

“There’s nothing on this paper,” he said.

“Yeah, I know,” I said. “I drew a blank.”

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