For 3 years, a young attorney had been taking his brief vacations at a country inn.
The last time he'd finally managed to have an affair with the innkeeper's daughter.
Looking forward to an exciting few days, he dragged his suitcase up the stairs of the inn, then stopped short. There sat his lover with an infant on her lap!
"Helen, why didn't you write when you learned you were pregnant?" he cried. "I would have rushed up here, we could have gotten married, and the baby would have my name!"
"Well," she said, "when my folks found out about my condition, we sat up all night talkin' , and decided it would be better to have a bastard in the family, than a lawyer."
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Get a grip you big retard!
Aren't the words lawyer and bastard interchangeable?
How did he know that she wasn't banging all the lodgers???
Pedro, look behind you. Is that the border patrol?
Morbid, not only interchangeable, but complimentary.
Nym, he probably was, and upon returning home, most of the lodgers probably had huge legal consultation fees, awaiting them ,in their mailboxes.
Morbid
I know all about lawyers and bastards. Lawyers are a category lower. The only reason why people don't call lawyers dirty names in their faces is because they are afraid that the lawyers will sue their pants off. Bastards are human. Lawyers are inhuman bastards. That's the difference.
Badger, I can't resist commenting on lawyers. You know that! :)
Bravo! Well done bayi.
bayi -- Very interesting. Since lawyers are inhuman, I suppose the best way to deal with them is magic. I'll get this wizard friend I have to roll a perfect 20 and cast a spell or some shit. Why the hell not? After all, It worked on the goblin that was eating the neighborhood cats.
you guys are just silly sometimes.
Stan, where ya been?
what flowery hilly-billy language... :)
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