Hypnotism, a dangerous tool.


A Woman comes home and tells her husband, 'Remember those headaches I've
been having all these years? Well, they're gone.' 'No more headaches?'
the husband asks, 'What happened?' His wife replies, 'Margie referred me
to a hypnotist. He told me to stand in front of a mirror, stare at
myself and repeat' I do not have a headache; I do not have a headache, I
do not have a headache.' It worked! The headaches are all gone!'
'Well, that is wonderful.'
His wife then says, 'You know, you haven't been exactly a ball of fire
in the bedroom these last few years why don't you go see the hypnotist
and see if he can do anything for that?' The husband agrees to try it.
Following his appointment, the husband comes home, rips off his clothes,
picks up his wife and carries her into the bedroom. He puts her on the
bed and says, 'Don't move, I'll be right back.' He goes into the bath
room and comes back a few minutes later and jumps into bed and makes
passionate love to his wife like never before.
His wife says, 'Boy that was wonderful!' The husband says, 'Don't move!
I will be right back.' He goes back into the bathroom, comes back and
round two! It was even better than the first time. The wife sits up and
her head is spinning. Her husband again says, 'Don't move, I'll be right
back.' With that, he goes back in the bathroom.

This time, his wife qu ietly follows him and there, in the bathroom, she
sees him standing at the mirror and saying, 'She's not my wife. She's
not my wife. She's not my wife!'
His funeral service was last Saturday.