| | Not that I am humorless about lawyers, only that I have a different set of priorties.
So the doctor and the lawyer are standing at the punchbowl at a party, chatting, and this matron comes up to the doctor and begins telling him her problems and asking for advice. The doctors begs off and begs off, asking her to make an appointment, but she keeps on pressing him, and finally, he tells to take one aspirin with seltzer and go to bed. She thanks him and waddles off. So, he turns to the lawyer and says, "I think I should send her a bill, don't you?" (The rest of the exercise is left for the student.)
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