This is so funny…and in some ways…so true….
Bubba went to a psychiatrist.
“I got problems. Ever time I go to bed I think there’s somebody under it. I’m skeerd. I think I’m goin’ 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 you gonna 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 a awful lot of money! A bartender cured me for only $10. I was so happy to have saved all that money that I went and bought me a new pickup truck!”
“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 !!!”