"Twenty-Dollar Treatment" joke
A rather naive young man named Lester had recently reached manhood and had no idea why he was continuously nervous and tense. He went to see his doctor. The M. D. was not in, but his nurse was, a red-headed vixen who wore her uniform so tight that Lester's jitters noticeably increased. She asked him what was wrong and he told her. She eyed him appraisingly.
"That's easy to fix," she said. "Come with me." She led Lester into a small examination room, and there relieved his tensions.
As he was preparing to leave, she said, "That will be twenty dollars." And quite satisfied, Lester was pleased to pay.
Several weeks went by, and Lester found the same unrest growing in him again. He returned to the doctor's office and this time the doctor was in. He listened to Lester's symptoms, then wrote out a prescription on a piece of paper and handed it to him.
"This is for tranquilizers," the doctor said. "You can have it filled downstairs. That will be five dollars, please."
Lester looked at the small piece of paper for a few moments, then looked up at the doctor and said, "If it's all the same to you, doc, I'd just as soon have the twenty-dollar treatment."
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