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 a problem; every time I go to bed, I think there's somebody under it. I'm scared, and 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?" "£120.00 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, £120.00 a visit three times a week for a year is £1872.00. A bartender cured me for FREE. I was so happy to have saved all that money that I went and bought myself a second hand Note!" "Is that so?" he asked, with a bit of an attitude, "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!
Nigel Brooks ● 4331d