Joey comes on time for his nine o'clock appointment with the psychiatrist.
"I'm depressed," says Joey, "and I need you to help me get out of it. I'm practically suicidal!"
The doctor thinks for a moment, and then an idea pops into his head: "Hey, why don't you approach the clown who stands at the corner of the street – you know – the guy who makes everyone laugh hysterically? I'm sure he could give you some tips on happiness."
The patient rises from his seat, picks up his bags and prepares to leave.
"Where are you going? You're in middle of a session!" the specialist protests.
Without breaking his stride, Joey throws a pitying look at the Yale-certified PhD and responds, "I am that clown!"
