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

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."