Bubba and the Psychiatrist

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Bubba went to a psychiatrist. He said, "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 ran into Bubba on the street.

"Why didn't you ever come to see 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 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!"