Tuesday, 6 September 2011

Joke Tuesday.

Here's a pub-themed joke for the weekend:


"Ever since I was a child, I’ve always had a fear of someone was 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 pounds per visit,' replied the doctor.’
'I'll think about it,' I said.

Six months later, I met the doctor on the street. 'Why didn't you come to see me about those fears you were having?' he asked.

'Well, eighty pounds 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 bought me 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.....'


“STAY AWAY FROM THE SHRINKS…

HAVE A DRINK & TALK TO A BARTENDER!”

Thanks Dumdad!

6 comments:

Pat said...

Tee hee!

© Karelian Blonde said...

*LOL* nice one :)

Guyana-Gyal said...

But when you cut off the legs of the bed, that leave you on the floor for the spiders and other creepie-crawlies to get to you :-0

harhar

john.g. said...

GG, spiders can climb bed-legs!

Karmyn R said...

Well - that solves it! LOL - but of course, nothing is getting under my bed with all the boxes of "shit" under there!

john.g. said...

LOL,Karmyn!