Laugh With Lisa: Under The Bed
Lisa DeMarco tells a gag which will make every psychiatrist frown.
Ever since I was a child I have had a fear that there was someone under my bed at night. Eventually 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 me a new pickup!”
“Is that so,” he said with a bit of an attitude. “And how, may I ask, did the bartender cure you?”
“He told me to cut the legs off the bed. Ain’t nobody under there now!”
