EVER SINCE I WAS A CHILD, I'VE ALWAYS HAD A FEAR OF SOMEONE UNDER MY BED AT NIGHT. 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 shrink. ''Come talk to me three times a week and we should be able to get rid of those fears...''
''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 didn't you ever come to see me about those fears you were having?'' he asked.
''Well, eighty bucks a visit three times a week for a year is an awful
lot of money! A bartender cured me for $10. I was so happy to have
saved all that money that I went and bought me a new pickup!''
''Is that so!'' With a bit of an attitude he said, ''and how, may I ask,
did a 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!
