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counseling with green day*~

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It seems that before American Idiot- the boys werent getting along well. *despite what they have said* they needed to get some "counseling" to help reconcile their differences...

Dr. Monkay :: So, how are you guys doing today?

BJ : Well, WE”RE doing fine.

TC : Speak for yourself shorty

BJ : Excuse me?

Dr. Monkay :: Um- how are you Tre’

TC : fine.

BJ : Why then did you yell at me?

TC : Mike might be feeling different from you, GOSh*

MD : Actually, Ive been alright.

TC : Not fine- see Billie? Different

MD : You could say I’ve been fine.

Dr. Monkay :: ANYWAYS- what seems to be the problem?

BJ : Well, my band seems to be having problems getting along these days.

MD : YoUr BaNd? Its OUR band!!

Dr. Monkay : I see the problem.

TC : What is it?

Dr. Monkay :: I dunno. You guys just have a problem.

BJ : Can you help us out doc?

TC : Nothing will help shrink your ego Joe.

BJ : Hey! That’s not nice.

Dr. Monkay : Lets not get personal Tre’. I think we just need to get to some sort of agreement between you three and all should be well.

BJ : Like how?

Dr. Monkay : Well, for starters- being in a band is like being married to each other.

TC : Ew!!! Marriage? Mike and I aren’t gay- but Billie Joe is bi.

BJ : Hey youre-

Dr. Monkay : Lets not attack each other- and LET ME FINISH. *monkeys* And when youre in any situation like that, you need to sacrifice for your partners.

MD : Sacrifice…what? *not my stuffed animals*

Dr. Monkay : Well the problem is that something about one another bugs each of you and we should let those things be out in the open.

TC : Well- for starters-

Dr. Monkay : Hold on Tre’. Lets get in a circle and share our thoughts. Let start off with you Mike, what do you want from Billie Joe and Tre’?

MD : Well, from the both of you- I want to be  credited as being equally as great as both of you. I feel ignored and lonely. I love you guys- but I cant take it anymore.

TC : Well let me ask a hypothetical question *hypothetically* what if youre not as good as me?

MD : See? Cant you tell why I feel so insecure Dr. Monkay?

Dr. Monkay : I can see. All you want is to be recognized as a good musiciain right? Like the great one you are?

MD : That’s right!! Thank you

Dr. Monkay : Can you both do that for him?

Both BJ and TC : *boringly* yes…

Dr. Now then-

TC : Well, for starters-

Dr. Monkay : Wait your turn Tre’.

TC : *folds his arms and pouts* fine!

Dr. Monkay : Okay- now Billie Joe, whats bugging you?

BJ : For Tre’? The fact that he is always butting in and acting abnoxious.

TC : Do not!

BJ : Exactly. Its that attitude. And for Mike- he doesn’t communicate with me and Tre.

MD : WHAT? Its you two that don’t listen to me?

BJ : What did you say? Whatever…

MD : See?

Dr. Monkay : Tre- can you settle down?

TC : Bite me.

Dr. Monkay : Mike- can you communicate with them?

MD : If they’ll listen to me.

Dr. Monkay : Great. Now-

TC : FINALLY! Okay, for starters- Billie Joe needs to lose the idea that this is his band and his ego can f*** himself. And for Mike- stop carrying your stuffed animals around you pansy. There.

Dr. Monkay : Is that all Tre’?

TC : Wait…*thinks for a while* yes. Wait no. wait yes!

Dr. Monkay : Is that a yes or no?

TC : All has been said.

Dr. Monkay : Great. Now that all has been said- did we all learn something today?

All: *boringly* yes…

Dr. Monkay : Wonderfull, lets all work on these things and your band should be working together like it was 1989!

All: Whatever…

 

*the key*

Dr. Monkay: the couselor

BJ: Billie Joe- duh

MD: Mike

TC: Tre

*= thoughts or actions

 ha ha ha ha...of course this is made up crap