farmer named Clyde had a car accident. In court, the trucking
company's fancy lawyer was questioning Clyde. "Didn't you say,
at the scene of the accident, 'I'm fine,'" asked the lawyer.
Clyde responded, "Well, I'll tell you what happened. I had just
loaded my favorite mule, Bessie, into the..."
"I didn't ask for any details", the lawyer interrupted. "Just
answer the question? Did you not say, at the scene of the accident,
'I'm fine!'?
Clyde said, "Well, I had just got Bessie into the trailer and I
was driving down the road...."
The lawyer interrupted again and said, "Judge, I am trying to
establish the fact that, at the scene of the accident, this man told
the Highway Patrolman on the scene that he was just fine. Now several
weeks after the accident he is trying to sue my client. I believe
he is a fraud. Please tell him to simply answer the question."
By this time, the Judge was fairly interested in Clyde's answer
and said to the lawyer, "I'd like to hear what he has to say about
his favorite mule, Bessie".
Clyde thanked the Judge and proceeded, "Well as I was saying, I
had just loaded Bessie, my favorite mule, into the trailer and was
driving her down the highway when this huge semi-truck and trailer ran
the stop sign and smacked my truck right in the side. I was thrown
into one ditch and Bessie was thrown into the other. I was hurting, real
bad and didn't want to move. However, I could hear ole Bessie moaning and
groaning. I knew she was in terrible shape just by her groans. Shortly
after the accident a Highway Patrolman came on the scene. He could
hear Bessie moaning and groaning so he went over to her. After he looked at
her, he took out his gun and shot her between the eyes. Then the Patrolman
came across the road, gun in hand, looked at me, and said "How are you
feeling?"
"Now what the hell would you say?"
swampy
company's fancy lawyer was questioning Clyde. "Didn't you say,
at the scene of the accident, 'I'm fine,'" asked the lawyer.
Clyde responded, "Well, I'll tell you what happened. I had just
loaded my favorite mule, Bessie, into the..."
"I didn't ask for any details", the lawyer interrupted. "Just
answer the question? Did you not say, at the scene of the accident,
'I'm fine!'?
Clyde said, "Well, I had just got Bessie into the trailer and I
was driving down the road...."
The lawyer interrupted again and said, "Judge, I am trying to
establish the fact that, at the scene of the accident, this man told
the Highway Patrolman on the scene that he was just fine. Now several
weeks after the accident he is trying to sue my client. I believe
he is a fraud. Please tell him to simply answer the question."
By this time, the Judge was fairly interested in Clyde's answer
and said to the lawyer, "I'd like to hear what he has to say about
his favorite mule, Bessie".
Clyde thanked the Judge and proceeded, "Well as I was saying, I
had just loaded Bessie, my favorite mule, into the trailer and was
driving her down the highway when this huge semi-truck and trailer ran
the stop sign and smacked my truck right in the side. I was thrown
into one ditch and Bessie was thrown into the other. I was hurting, real
bad and didn't want to move. However, I could hear ole Bessie moaning and
groaning. I knew she was in terrible shape just by her groans. Shortly
after the accident a Highway Patrolman came on the scene. He could
hear Bessie moaning and groaning so he went over to her. After he looked at
her, he took out his gun and shot her between the eyes. Then the Patrolman
came across the road, gun in hand, looked at me, and said "How are you
feeling?"
"Now what the hell would you say?"
swampy