My name is Reel. S. Shadi. This is the story of my experience with the strange television man, Phillp. D. Unibrow, who went by Dr. Phil.
It all started late at night on a Thursday. School was out for the Summer, my parents were dead, and the summer sun was beginning to set, and I was just posting my #throwback Thursday picture. My first armed robbery! ❤️ I turned on my Tv, hoping to find something one. Sadly, I couldn't find one good show... I flipped though channels.....Teen Mobs.....Suite Life of Zack and Cocaine......Good Luck Charlie Chaplin........TeleTubbers..... Gator Blades.... Nothing Cool. Unexpectedly, my TV turned to a channel by itself. I tried, but the TV was stuck on this channel.
"What the sizzle is this fizzle? This dizzle is whack? It's stuck on some Doctor show! Totally not Tublar. Ugh."
I watched, as I had no other choice on TV. Suddenly, I him. HIM. Dr. Phil. I was dying. Holy Shit.
