"That's odd," said St. Peter, "according to the hours you've billed you're 119 years old."
In his grief, one of the three said, "In my family, we have a custom of giving the dead some money, so they'll have something to spend over there."
They all agreed that this was appropriate.
The banker dropped a hundred dollar bill into the casket, and the car salesman did the same.
The lawyer took out the bills and wrote a check for $300.
The lawyer, seeing that the doctor was a little shaken up, helped him from the car and offered him a drink from his hip flask.
The doctor accepted and handed the flask back to the lawyer, who closed it and put it away.
Aren't you going to have a drink yourself?" asked the doctor.
Sure, after the police leave," replied the attorney.
"Dad, listen," he shouted, "I've finally settled that old McKinney suit."
"Settled it!" cried his astonished father. "Why, I gave that to you as an annuity for life."
The doctor asserted that, of course, a physician removed Adam's rib to create Eve.
The engineer disagreed and said, "Of course, an engineer had to have constructed the Garden of Eden."
"I have you both beaten," the lawyer gloated. "Before Adam and Eve, before the Garden of Eden, before all creation, there was a state of chaos, and who but lawyers could have created that?"
The lawyer for the defense has paid me $15,000 to swing the case his way.
The lawyer for the plaintiff has paid me $10,000 to swing the case her way.
In order to make this a fair trial, I am returning $5,000 to the defense lawyer.
He stopped in a bar, and after a few drinks stated to no one in particular, Lawyers are horses' asses."
Hearing this, one of the locals spoke up: "Mister, watch what you say. You're in horse country."
Unfortunately, lawyers, unlike computers, have not gotten twice as smart and half as expensive every 18 months.
When the exciting night arrived, the woman in front of the lawyer noticed the empty seat next to him and asked why such a valuable commodity was unused.
The lawyer replied that his wife couldn't make it.
The woman asked him if he didn't have relatives or friends who could have used the seat.
He replied, "Oh, they're all at the funeral."
The lawyer replied, "Remember that lousy real estate I bought? Well, it caught fire, so here I am with the fire insurance proceeds. What are you doing here?"
The doctor replied, "Remember that lousy real estate I had in Mississippi? Well, the river overflowed, and here I am with the flood insurance proceeds."
The lawyer looked puzzled. "Gee," he asked, "how do you start a flood?"
She gave him a $100 bill, not noticing that stuck to it was a second $100 bill.
Immediately the ethical question arose in the attorney's mind: "Do I tell my partner?"
As he passed sulfurous pits and shrieking sinners, he saw a man he recognized as a lawyer snuggling up to a beautiful woman.
"That's unfair!" he cried. "I have to roast for all eternity, and that lawyer gets to spend it with a beautiful woman."
"Shut up", barked the devil, jabbing him with his pitchfork.
"Who are you to question that woman's punishment?"