“Visit me for three days a week at $300 a visit, and you’ll be cured,” the psychiatrist assures him.

The price tag is a little rich for the patient, so he says he’ll think about it. Six months later, the two meet on the street.

“Why didn’t you come to see me about those fears you were having?” asks the psychiatrist.

“Because a bartender cured me for only $10.”“How?”“He told me to cut the legs off the bed.”

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A trooper pulls over a priest and immediately smells alcohol on his breath. The next thing he notices is an empty wine bottle lying on the passenger seat.

“Have you been drinking?” the officer asks.

“Just water,” says the priest.

“Then why do I smell wine?”

The priest looks at the bottle and shouts, “Good Lord! He’s done it again!”

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