Lenny tells a psychiatrist, “Every time I climb into bed, I panic, thinking there’s somebody underneath it.”
The therapist nods and says he can cure Lenny, if he sees him three times a week for two years, at $200 a visit.
Lenny says he’ll think about it.
Six months later, Lenny runs into the psychiatrist, who asks why he never came back.
Lenny chuckles, “For $200 a visit? A bartender cured me for $10.”
“Is that so! How?”
“He told me to cut the legs off the bed.”
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