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. 'Cometalk to me three
timesa week and we should be able to get rid ofthose fears..'

'How much do you charge?' 'Eighty dollars per visit,' replied thedoctor. 'I'll sleep
on it,' I said.
Six months later the doctor met me on the street. 'Why didn't you 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 awfullot of money!
A bartender cured me for $10. I was so happy to havesaved all that money that I
went and bought me a new pickup!'
'Is that so!' With a bit of an attitude he said, '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!