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"I'm telling you, that man was a genius!"

"And you are an idiot, Shawn. You cannot reduce Freud like that! That man has made important contributions to the world of-"

"Gus, all he talked about was sex. And given this definition his Freudian slips are nothing but a primeval version of your mom-jokes!"

Frustration. It fills the room and thickens the air like smog. "Freudian slips are not connected to your-mom-jokes! And not everything that happened before 1990 is primeval, Shawn!"

A smile. "I think I can call it primeval if it happened a millennium ago. And don't you know that common pun? A Freudian slip is like saying one thing, but meaning your mother. It's common knowledge, you just have to analyze it right!"

"That is no proof. You read that on Wikipedia! I'm not arguing with you over things you learned from Wikipedia! Media competence makes it important to use Wikipedia as a springboard, not an instance of utter sex! Truth!"

A beat. "What?"

"Truth!"

"You just said sex."

"No, I didn't."

"Yes, you did! You said sex!" A grin, big and knowing and oh-so-smug. "I can sense Freud would have a field day now..."

There is grumbling and turning away. "Your mom."

Muse: Shawn Spencer
Fandom: Psych
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