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 > >> c ome 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 > >> ! ! ! ' > >> > >> > >> SCREW THOSE SHRINKS.. GO HAVE A DRINK & TALK TO YOUR BARTENDER!
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