Tony Smirk

Blitzing Session: Psych


Time for blitzing through Season 6 Of Psych!

Shawn: What about me fellas? I'm not having any psychic visions, or flashbacks or recreation flashbacks OR recreation flashbacks with new psychic visions. Imagine you weren't just a bland, gangly average human, that you could wink at someone and-and-and light up their world! That you could make a child THINK you have given them an ice cream cone without giving them the cone! And then watch them skip off into a beautiful meadow licking nothing but air! Imagine that! Imagine that you had a special gift, a sixth sense and someone or something comes along and RIPS it away from you! IMAGINE THAT, JACK!

Gus: Can I squish your face?

Chief Vick: Listen, Mr. Guster, we're all happy that you can manage to captivate the honeys, or whatever it is. But right now, you are on my time.
Gus: Can you hold on one sec? {to the chief} Actually, Chief, I'm on my time. I almost lost my life an hour ago, and I'm sick of it. Last Night Gus had it right. And I don't want to sit here wasting another moment when I could be living the life I was meant to live: balling and shot-calling. So if you don't mind, I'm gonna keep it one hundie and take this call. 
Shawn: Buddy—
Gus: Sorry, Shawn. It's hard out there for a pimp.
Shawn: That's true, Chief. He's gotta make money for the rent.