"Just put yourself in my hands for two years," said the psychiatrist. "Come to me three times a week, and I'll cure your fears."
"How much do you charge?" "A hundred dollars per visit." "I'll sleep on it," said the man.
Six months later the doctor met the man on the street. "Why didn't you ever come to see me again?" asked the psychiatrist. "For a hundred buck's a visit? A bartender cured me for ten dollars." replied the man. The psychiatrist was shocked. "Is that so! How?"
"He told me to cut the legs off the bed!"