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01/02/2003, 2:09 PM
Who ever said lawyers cant take a joke;
Three Doctors are discussing which types of patients they prefer. Doctor Watson says, 'I prefer librarians. All their organs are alphabetized. Doctor Fitzpatrick says, 'I prefer mathematicians. All their organs are numbered.' Doctor Ahn says, 'I prefer lawyers. They are gutless, heartless, brainless, spineless, and their heads and rear ends are interchangeable.
What do you call one lawyer thrown off a bridge?Pollution.What do you call all the lawyers thrown off a bridge?Solution.
What's the difference between a dead skunk in the road and a dead lawyer in the road?There are skid marks in front of the skunk
Once a Pope and a lawyer died and they went to heaven. So God came and said, 'Follow me and I will give you your rooms.'So they both followed. First God gave the Pope his room. It was very small with a small bed and a small desk.'Thank you, thank you my lord,' said the Pope. Then God gave the lawyer his room, it was big room with a big bed and a big deck with a pool and pretty woman.'Mr. God, why do you give all this to me and just that small room to the Pope?''Well, popes, we have them by the dozens, and lawyers, well, your the first one.'
Three Doctors are discussing which types of patients they prefer. Doctor Watson says, 'I prefer librarians. All their organs are alphabetized. Doctor Fitzpatrick says, 'I prefer mathematicians. All their organs are numbered.' Doctor Ahn says, 'I prefer lawyers. They are gutless, heartless, brainless, spineless, and their heads and rear ends are interchangeable.
What do you call one lawyer thrown off a bridge?Pollution.What do you call all the lawyers thrown off a bridge?Solution.
What's the difference between a dead skunk in the road and a dead lawyer in the road?There are skid marks in front of the skunk
Once a Pope and a lawyer died and they went to heaven. So God came and said, 'Follow me and I will give you your rooms.'So they both followed. First God gave the Pope his room. It was very small with a small bed and a small desk.'Thank you, thank you my lord,' said the Pope. Then God gave the lawyer his room, it was big room with a big bed and a big deck with a pool and pretty woman.'Mr. God, why do you give all this to me and just that small room to the Pope?''Well, popes, we have them by the dozens, and lawyers, well, your the first one.'