akaslickster Posted August 27, 2008 Report Share Posted August 27, 2008 Psychiatrists vs. Bartenders > >> > >> 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 an attitude he asked 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 ! ! ! ' > >> > >> > >> FORGET THOSE SHRINKS. GO HAVE A DRINK & TALK TO YOUR BARTENDER!!! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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Psychiatrists vs. Bartenders
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> >> 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 an attitude he asked 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 ! ! ! '
> >>
> >>
> >> FORGET THOSE SHRINKS. GO HAVE A DRINK & TALK TO YOUR BARTENDER!!!
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