Bubba went to a psychiatrist.
“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,” said Bubba.
Six months later the doctor met Bubba on the
street. ”Why didn’t you ever come to see me
about those fears you were having?” asked the
psychiatrist.
“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! 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 !!!”
