A man goes to a psychoanalyst. The analyst gets out a stack of cards containing ink blots, shows them to the man one at a time, and asks him to say what the ink blots remind him of. The man looks at the first ink blot and says, “Sex.” Then he looks at the second ink blot and says, “Sex” again. In fact, he goes through the whole stack of images, saying the word “sex” in response to every one.
The psychiatrist looks concerned and says, “I don’t wish to worry you, but you seem to have sex on the mind.”
The man looks surprised, and answers, “I can’t believe you just said that – you are the one with all the dirty pictures.”
