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Psychiatrists vs. Bartender

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John Florida:
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 think about it,' I said.
 
Six months later, I met the doctor on the street. 'Why didn't you 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 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!!!'
   
 STAY AWAY FROM THE SHRINKS..
 HAVE A DRINK & TALK TO A BARTENDER! 
 
 
 
 

 

charlesoakwood:

 ::thumbsup::   ::hysterical::

trapeze:
But how do you feel about that?

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