Jay went to a psychiatrist. "Doc, he said, "I`ve ...

Jay went to a psychiatrist. "Doc, he said, "I`ve got trouble.
Every time I get into bed I think there is somebody under it.
I get under the bed; I think there`s somebody on top of it.
Top, under, under top. I`m going crazy!
"Just put yourself in my hands for two years, said the shrink.
"Come to me three times a week and I`ll cure you.
"How much do you charge?
"A hundred dollars per visit.
"I`ll think about it.
Jay never went back. Some time later he met the doctor on the street.
"Why didn`t you ever come to see me again? Asked the psychiatrist.
"For a hundred buck a visit? A bartender cured me for 10 dollars.
"Is that so! How?
"He told me to cut the legs off the bed.