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LAWYER JOKES
The Pope and a lawyer find themselves together before
the Pearly Gates. After a small quantum of time which was
spent discussing their respective professions, ol' St.
Peter shows up to usher them to their new Heavenly
station. After passing out wings, harps, halos and such,
St. Pete decides to show them to their new lodgings. Only
a brief flight from the welcome, Pete brings them down on
the front lawn (cloud-encrusted, natch) of a huge
palatial estate with all sorts of lavish trappings. This,
Pete announces, is where the lawyer will be spending
eternity, (at least until the end of time..) "Hot
Dang", the Pope says to His-self, "If he's
getting a place like this, I can hardly wait to see my
digs!". They take flight once again, and as Pete
leads on, the landscape below begins to appear more and
more mundane until they finally land on a street lined
with Brownstone houses. Pete indicates the third walkup
on the left as the Popes new domicile and turns to leave,
wishing the pontiff his best. The Pope, in a mild state
of astonishment, cries out "Hey Pete! What's the
deal here? You put that lawyer-feller in a beautiful
estate home and I, spiritual leader of terra-firma, end
up with this dive?" Pete looks at the pontiff
amusedly and replys: "Look here old fellow, this
street is practically encrusted with spiritual leaders
from many times and religions. We're putting you here
with them so you guys can get your dogma together. That
other guy gets an estate, because he's the first
(non-)damned lawyer to make it up here!!"
Last edited by azzit on Sat Jun 12 20:31:15 1999
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