bubba

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Subject: Bubba


> >           Bubba went to a psychiatrist. "I've got problems. Evey 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," said Bubba
>  >           Six months later the doctor met Bubba on the street.
>  >  &nb! sp;&nbs p;       "Why didn't you ever come to see about those
> fears you were
>  >having?" asked the psychiatrist.
>  >
>  >           "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 I went and bought me a new pickup!"
>  >
>  >           "Is that so!  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!!!"