A cautionary warning by Doctor Harold Toboggans

M.D., D.F., F.M., Psy.D, WhyD-TyD

Each year, thousands of unsuspecting Memphians indulge in the countless concerts, art festivals, and other social dangers infesting our city, never suspecting that they may fall victim to the most insidious psychological plague of our time:

Partyophilia.

Simply put, Partyophilia is the irrational and inexplicable compulsion to engage in relaxation, recreation, and the company of other people.

Symptoms include:

• mingling
• laughter
• painful-looking dances
• smiling
• strange attire
• mild intoxication
• a complete and utter lack of useful labor.

A victim suffering from partyophilia

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A victim recovering from partyophilia

If you or someone you love are suffering from the horror of Partyophilia, don’t wait – contact the modest and amazingly brilliant Doctor Harold Toboggans at drt@drtoboggans.com today for a complimentary* psychiatric assessment.

Before you know it, you’ll be discovering neuroses you never knew you had.

Remember: “All work and no play keeps your Doctor quite well paid.”

drtoboggans.com

“Adequacy is within your grasp.”

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*Not a free service, we just promise not to laugh at you until your credit report comes in.

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To witness people just like you being cured of the sufferings of partyophilia – go to the videos.

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Need to hold hope in your own desperate hands? Click here for your own printable copy of

The Dangers of Partyophilia.(PDF)

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Here it is, fresh new video still warm from the digital magic process. See Doctor Toboggans as he cure the incorrigible hordes of the Cooper Young Festival from the scourge of Partyophilia.

Curing Cooper Young – Highlights

Doctor Toboggans at Midtown Acupuncture

Statuary Limitations

Street Therapy Cam

more to come…

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Recently I was in a state of deep contemplation, meditating upon how best to aid my fellow man in ridding himself of the guilt, anxiety, and financial surpluses that plague these troubled times, when it occurred to me that I might more easily distribute my enviable horde of wisdom at some sort of professional convention or other psychiatric function.

With deft precision I queried the internet, seeking the next available Kierkegaard-Jung conference.

That’s when I saw it.

An industrial strength conflagration of camaraderie, creativity, and other psychiatric dysfunctions. An event practically screaming for a therapist of my own considerable gifts.

The Cooper Young Festival

I cannot tell you how the existence of such an unrepentant display of revelry and relaxation in my very own Memphis troubles me to the core.

It’s such a tragedy. Such a waste.

Such an opportunity for new business.

Fear not my wayward Memphis, I shall cure you.

Oh yes, I shall.

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