> > >> 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!!!"
> > >
> >
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