Joe: “My psychiatrist told me me I have acute paranoia.”
Pete: “What did you say?”
Joe: “I told the psychiatrist I want to be cured not admired.”
Joe: “My psychiatrist told me me I have acute paranoia.”
Pete: “What did you say?”
Joe: “I told the psychiatrist I want to be cured not admired.”
Joe: “I called my doctor’s office for an appointment and the receptionist said, “How about 10 tomorrow?”
Pete: “Did that work?”
Joe: “No, I didn’t need that many appointments.”
Joe: “I told my psychologist that I think I’m psychic.
Pete: What did your psychologist say?”
Joe: “She asked me when I first experienced being psychic. I said, Next Tuesday.”
Joe: “I asked my personal trainer at the gym what machine I should use to impress the ladies.”
Pete: “What did your personal trainer recommend?”
Joe: “The ATM.”
Joe: “I moved into a new apartment building today.”
Pete: “That’ great. Does it have a gym in the building?”
Joe: “I don’t know, I haven’t met everyone yet.”
Joe: “I was asked to be an organ donor.”
Pete: “What did you do?”
Joe: “I donated a piece of liver I had in the freezer.”
Joe: “What do you call a person who cheated on every test in school and college?”
Pete: “I have no idea, what?”
Joe: Hopefully, not your doctor.”
Joe: “I walked into my doctor’s office with a cucumber in my nose, a carrot in my left ear, and a banana in my right ear.”
Pete: “What did the doctor say?”
Joe: “My doctor said I wasn’t eating properly.
Joe: “I broke up with my optometrist girlfriend.”
Pete: “Why did you break up?”
Joe: “She was always saying do you like me like this . . . or this.”
Joe: “I told my libra girlfriend zodiac signs and horoscopes are a waste of time.”
Pete: “Why is that, Joe?”
Joe: “I’m a scorpio and we’re all skeptics.”