Fear of someone under my bed at night

*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 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.*