With me, nothing goes right. My psychiatrist said my wife and I should have sex every night. Now, we'll never see each other!

With me, nothing goes right. My psychiatrist said my wife and I should have sex every night. Now, we'll never see each other!

I told my wife the truth. I told her I was seeing a psychiatrist. Then she told me the truth: that she was seeing a psychiatrist, two plumbers, and a bartender.

I told my psychiatrist that everyone hates me. He said I was being ridiculous - everyone hasn't met me yet.

My wife wants sex in the back of the car and she wants me to drive.

My psychiatrist told me I was crazy and I said I want a second opinion. He said okay, you're ugly too.