08-15-2020, 02:04 AM
The man came into the psychiatrist’s office, lay down on the couch, and told the doctor he needed help ridding his mind of an obsession. “All I can think of, day and night, is making love to a horse. It’s driving me nuts.”
“I see,” said the shrink, rubbing his goatee. “Now, would that be to a stallion or to a mare?”
“A mare, of course,” retorted the patient, pulling himself upright indignantly. “What do you think I am, a pervert or something?”