St.Peter and the lawyer
A lawyer died and arrived at the pearly gates. To his dismay, there were thousands of
people ahead of him in line to see St. Peter. To his surprise, St. Peter left his desk at the
gate and came down the long line to where the lawyer was, and greeted him warmly.
Then St. Peter and one of his assistants took the lawyer by the hands and guided him up
to the front of the line, and into a comfortable chair by his desk. The lawyer said, “I don’t
mind all this attention, but what makes me so special?”
St. Peter replied, “Well, I’ve added up all the hours for which you billed your clients, and
by my calculation you must be about 193 years old!”
i\'m like a lawyer said
am April 11 2008 @ 1:18 pm
i\’m like a lawyer…
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