SO I WENT
TO A SHRINK AND TOLD HIM
'I've got problems. Every time I go to
bed I think there's somebody
under it. I'm scared. I think
I'm going crazy.'
'Just put yourself in my hands for one year,' said the
talk to me three t imes a week and we
should be able to get rid of
'How much do you charge?'
'Eighty dollars per visit,' replied the
doctor. 'I'll sleep on
it,' I said.
Six months later the doctor met me on the street. 'Why
come to see me about those fears you were having?' he
'Well, Eighty bucks a visit three times a week for a year is an
lot of money! A bartender cured me for $10. I was so happy to
saved all that money that I went and bought me a new pickup!'
'Is that so!' With a bit of an attitude the Dr. said, 'and how, may I ask,
bartender cure you?'
'He told me to cut the legs off the bed! - Ain't
nobody under there now!!!'
SCREW THOSE SHRINKS.. GO HAVE A
DRINK & TALK TO YOUR BARTENDER!