A guy walks into a psychiatrist’s office with a concerned look on his face.

“Doc,” he says, “I’m worried. It’s that dream. I’m having it again!”

“What dream?” asked the psychiatrist.

“You know,” says the man, “the one where I’m into sadism and bestiality and necrophilia. Should I be worried or am I just beating a dead horse?”

A cardiac specialist died and at his funeral the coffin was placed in front of a huge mock up of a heart made up of flowers. When the pastor finished with the sermon and eulogy, and after everyone said their good-byes, the heart opened, the coffin rolled inside and the heart closed. Just then one of the mourners burst into laughter.

The guy next to him asked: “Why are you laughing?”

“I was thinking about my own funeral” the man replied.

“What’s so funny about that?”

“I’m a gynecologist.”

“I’m in love with my horse,” the nervous young man told his psychiatrist.

“Nothing to worry about,” the psychiatrist consoled. “Many people are fond of animals. As a matter of fact, my wife and I have a dog we are very attached to.”

“But, doctor,” continued the troubled patient, “I feel physically attracted to my horse.”

“Hmmm,” observed the doctor. “Is it male or female?”

“Female, of course!” the man replied curtly. “What do you think I am, queer?”

“Doctor,” the embarrassed man said, “I have a sexual problem. I can’t get it up for my wife anymore.

“Mr. Thomas, bring her back with you tomorrow and let me see what I can do.”

The next day, the worried fellow returned with his wife. “Take off your clothes, Mrs. Thomas,” the medic said. “Now turn all the way around. Lie down please. Uh-huh, I see. Okay, you may put your clothes back on.”

The doctor took the husband aside. “You’re in perfect health,” he said. “Your wife didn’t give me an erection either.”

After marrying a sweet young woman, a 90-year-old geezer told his doctor that they were expecting a baby.

“Let me tell you a story,” said the doctor. “An absent-minded fellow went hunting, but instead of a gun, he picked up an umbrella. Suddenly a bear charged him. Pointing his umbrella at the bear, he shot and killed it on the spot.”

“Impossible!” the geezer exclaimed. “Somebody else must have shot that bear.”

“Exactly,” replied the doctor.