Beer is good for you.........
Posted: July 8, 2009, 7:55 pm
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"
So I asked him "how much do you charge?"
"Eighty dollars per visit," replied the doctor.
"O.K. I'll sleep on it," I said.
Six months later the doctor met me on the street and said, "Why didn't you come to see me about those fears you were having?"
"Well, eighty bucks a visit three times a week for a year is an awful
lot of money! My bartender cured me for $10. I was so happy to have saved all that money that I went and bought me a completely restored 1964 Slick!"
"Is that so!"
Then with a bit of an attitude he said, "and just exactly 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 THE SHRINKS.. GO HAVE A DRINK & TALK TO YOUR BARTENDER!
U@ss
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"
So I asked him "how much do you charge?"
"Eighty dollars per visit," replied the doctor.
"O.K. I'll sleep on it," I said.
Six months later the doctor met me on the street and said, "Why didn't you come to see me about those fears you were having?"
"Well, eighty bucks a visit three times a week for a year is an awful
lot of money! My bartender cured me for $10. I was so happy to have saved all that money that I went and bought me a completely restored 1964 Slick!"
"Is that so!"
Then with a bit of an attitude he said, "and just exactly 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 THE SHRINKS.. GO HAVE A DRINK & TALK TO YOUR BARTENDER!
U@ss