pumpkin
06-21-2006, 07:33 PM
Subject: Re: lawyers.......
Knock! Knock!*
The madam opened the brothel door to see a rather dignified, well- dressed good looking man in his late 40s or early 50s.*
"May I help you?" she asked.*
"I want to see Valerie," the man replied.*
"Sir, Valerie is one of our most expensive ladies.* Perhaps you* would prefer someone else," said the madam.*
"No. I must see Valerie," was the man's reply.*
Just then, Valerie appeared and announced to the man that she*
charged $1,000 a visit.*
Without hesitation, the man pulled out ten one-hundred dollar* bills, gave them to Valerie, and they went upstairs.*
After an hour, the man calmly left.*
The next night, the same man appeared again, demanding to see Valerie.*
Valerie explained that none had ever come back two nights in a row-- too expensive--and there were no discounts. The price was still* $1,000. Again the man pulled out the money, gave it to Valerie and* they went upstairs. After an hour, he left.*
The following night the man was there again. Everyone was astounded* that he had come for the third consecutive night, but he paid* Valerie and they went upstairs.*
After their session, Valerie questioned the man. "No one has ever* been with me three nights in a row. Where are you from?" she asked.*
The man replied, "South Carolina." "Really" she said. "I have* family in South Carolina."*
"I know," the man said. "Your father died, and I am your sister's* attorney. She asked me to give you your $3,000 inheritance."*
The moral of the story is that there are three things in life that* are certain:*
1. Death*
2. Taxes*
3. Being screwed by a lawyer.*
Knock! Knock!*
The madam opened the brothel door to see a rather dignified, well- dressed good looking man in his late 40s or early 50s.*
"May I help you?" she asked.*
"I want to see Valerie," the man replied.*
"Sir, Valerie is one of our most expensive ladies.* Perhaps you* would prefer someone else," said the madam.*
"No. I must see Valerie," was the man's reply.*
Just then, Valerie appeared and announced to the man that she*
charged $1,000 a visit.*
Without hesitation, the man pulled out ten one-hundred dollar* bills, gave them to Valerie, and they went upstairs.*
After an hour, the man calmly left.*
The next night, the same man appeared again, demanding to see Valerie.*
Valerie explained that none had ever come back two nights in a row-- too expensive--and there were no discounts. The price was still* $1,000. Again the man pulled out the money, gave it to Valerie and* they went upstairs. After an hour, he left.*
The following night the man was there again. Everyone was astounded* that he had come for the third consecutive night, but he paid* Valerie and they went upstairs.*
After their session, Valerie questioned the man. "No one has ever* been with me three nights in a row. Where are you from?" she asked.*
The man replied, "South Carolina." "Really" she said. "I have* family in South Carolina."*
"I know," the man said. "Your father died, and I am your sister's* attorney. She asked me to give you your $3,000 inheritance."*
The moral of the story is that there are three things in life that* are certain:*
1. Death*
2. Taxes*
3. Being screwed by a lawyer.*