"Truck In Tulsa" joke
I'm perpetually exhausted," Joe told the psychiatrist. "Every night, I dream I'm driving a truck from Galveston to Chicago and in the morning, I wake up dead tired."
"Beginning tonight," advised the analyst, "you stop at Tulsa and I'll take it on to Chicago."
Later, at a bar, the relieved patient listened to a friend's problem. "Each night," related his buddy, "I dream that I'm being forced to satisfy four beautiful women. It's killing me."
Joe recommended his psychiatrist; but the next time the acquaintance came around, he was in worse shape than ever.
"What happened?" Joe asked him. "Didn't my shrink do anything about your problem?"
"Oh, he took away the chicks, all right," moaned the guy, "but now every night I dream I've picked up a damn truck in Tulsa and I have to drive it all the way to Chicago."
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