Bartenders are ‘man’s best friend

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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 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 myself a new car!'
>
> '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!!!'
>
>
> FORGET THE SHRINKS..
>
> HAVE A DRINK & TALK TO A BARTENDER!
>
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> And people wonder why Bartenders are ‘man’s best friend’

Gurrera
 
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