Oprah decides to finally do something about her weight...so makes an appointment with a psychologist.
Upon entering the office the doctor asks her to remove all her clothes, get down on all-fours and lean up against one wall.
A little confused, she does as he instructed, while he jotted some notes on a clipboard.
He then tells her to crawl over under the window, and when she does, he kinda shakes his head and jots a few more notes.
Next he asks her to crawl to the other side of the room under a large potted palm....more notes and a look of satisfaction; he tells her to get dressed.
After she dresses, she asks him: "so do you think you have figured out a way to cure my eating disorders?"
The doctor exclaims: "huh? Oh, heavens no!! But I've figured out where my new black leather couch is going! "
Upon entering the office the doctor asks her to remove all her clothes, get down on all-fours and lean up against one wall.
A little confused, she does as he instructed, while he jotted some notes on a clipboard.
He then tells her to crawl over under the window, and when she does, he kinda shakes his head and jots a few more notes.
Next he asks her to crawl to the other side of the room under a large potted palm....more notes and a look of satisfaction; he tells her to get dressed.
After she dresses, she asks him: "so do you think you have figured out a way to cure my eating disorders?"
The doctor exclaims: "huh? Oh, heavens no!! But I've figured out where my new black leather couch is going! "
