[tkret]

With apologies to a very nice lady from Maryland and soon to be a TV resident, the following story is just too cute not to pass on:


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 ever 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 f or $10. I was so happy to have saved all that money that I went and bought me a new pickup!'

'Is that so! With an attitude he asked "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! '


GO HAVE A DRINK & TALK TO YOUR NEIGHBORHOOD BARTENDER!

[Blondie]

Good thing I got out of the business when I did b/c it looks like the bartenders would be stealing all my clients.