Patient: “Doc, Every time I go to bed, I think there’s somebody under it. I’m scared. I think I’m going crazy.” Doc: “I will, but it costs 10 thousand” Patient walked out as he is too poor to pay that amount. Months later when patient met doctor on the road, he told him” My bartender cured me for ten rupees” Doc asked, hiding his surprise “Is that so? May I ask exactly how a bartender cured you?” “He told me to cut the legs off my bed!”.