a lawyers tale or two and yet again dear women...
September, 13th 2007 04:03 AM
An attorney arrived home late, 
after a very tough day trying to 
get a stay of execution for a 
client who was due to be hanged
for murder at midnight. His last 
minute plea for clemency to the
governor had failed and he was 
feeling worn out and depressed.
 
As soon as he walked through the
door at home, his wife started on
him about, 'What time of night to
 be getting home is this? Where 
have you been?'
 
'Dinner is cold and I'm not 
reheating it'. And on and on and on.
 
Too shattered to play his usual
role in this familiar ritual, he
went and poured himself a shot 
of whiskey and headed off for a 
long  hot soak in the bathtub, 
pursued by the predictable 
sarcastic     remarks as he 
dragged himself up the stairs.
 
While he was in the bath, the 
phone rang. The wife answered and
was told that her husband's 
client, James Wright, had been 
granted a
stay of execution after all. Wright 
would not be hanged tonight.
 
Finally realizing what a terrible 
day he must have had, she
decided to go upstairs and give 
him the good news.
 
As she opened the bathroom 
door, she was greeted by the 
sight of her husband, bent over 
naked, drying his legs and feet.
 
'They're not hanging Wright tonight,' 
she said. To which he whirled 
around and screamed,
 
       'FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, 
WOMAN, DON'T YOU EVER STOP?!'
 
 
   

Dear Mr. Green,

 

I am writing to you to express our

thanks for your more than prompt

 reply to our latest communication,

and also to answer some of the points

 you raise. I will address them,

as ever, in order.

 

Firstly, I must take issue with

your description of our last

 communication as a "begging

letter". It might perhaps more

properly be referred

 to as a "tax demand".

 

This is how we at the Inland

Revenue have always, for reasons

of

 accuracy, traditionally referred

to such documents.

 

Secondly, your frustration at our

adding to the "endless stream of

 crapulent whining and panhandling

vomited daily through the letterbox on to

 the doormat" has been noted.

However, whilst I have naturally

not seen the other letters to which

you refer I would cautiously suggest that

 their being from "pauper councils,

Lombardy pirate banking houses and

 puissant gas-mongerers" might

indicate that your decision to "file them

 next to the toilet in case of

emergencies" is at best a little

 ill-advised. In common with my

own organisation, it is unlikely

that the senders

 of these letters do see you as a

"lackwit bumpkin" or, come to that, a

 "sodding charity".

 

More likely they see you as a

citizen of Great Britain, with a

 responsibility to contribute to

the upkeep of the nation as a

whole. Which

 brings me to my next point,

whilst there may be some spirit

of truth in

 your assertion that the taxes you

pay "go to shore up the canker-blighted,

 toppling folly that is the Public

Services", a moment's rudimentary

 calculation ought to disabuse

you of the notion that the

government in

 any way expects you to "stump

up for the whole damned party"

yourself.

 The estimates you provide for

the Chancellor's disbursement

of the funds

 levied by taxation, whilst

colourful, are, in fairness, a little off

 the mark.

Less than you seem to imagine

is spent on "junkets for Bunterish

 lickspittles" and "dancing whores"

whilst far more than you have

accounted for is allocated to, for e

xample, "that box-ticking fa硤e of a

 university system."

 

A couple of technical points arising

from direct queries:

 

1. The reason we don't simply write

"Muggins" on the envelope has to do

 with the vagaries of the postal system;

 

2. You can rest assured that "sucking

the very marrows of those with

 nothing else to give" has never

been considered as a practice because

 even if the Personal allowance

didn't render it irrelevant, the sheer

 medical logistics involved would

make it financially unviable.

 

I trust this has helped. In the

meantime, whilst I would not

in any way

 wish to influence your decision

one way or the other, I ought to point

 out that even if you did choose

to "give the whole foul jamboree up

 and go and live in India" you

would still owe us the money.

Please send

 it to us by Friday.

 

 

Yours sincerely,

 

 

 

H J Lee

Customer Relations

 

 

Dear women

1. From 7 September to 20

October 2007, you should

read the sports
section f the newspaper so

that you are aware of what

is going on regarding the
World Cup, and that way

you will be able to join in

the conversations.
If you fail to do this, then

you will be looked at in a

bad way, or you
will be totally ignored. DO

NOT complain about not

receiving any attention.

2. During the World Cup,

the television is mine, the

decoder and DVD are
all mine, at all times,

without any exceptions.

If you even take a glimpse
of the remote control, you

will lose it (your eye).

3. If you have to pass by in

front of the TV during a game, I don't
mind, as long as you do it

crawling on the floor and

without distracting me. If
you decide to stand nude in

front of the TV, make sure

you put clothes on
right after because if you

catch a cold, I won't have

time to take you to the
doctor or look after you during the

World Cup month.

4. During the games I will be blind

, deaf and mute, unless I require a
refill of my drink or something to

eat. You are out of your mind if you
expect me to listen to you, open

the door, answer the telephone,

or pick
up the baby that just fell from the

second floor....it won't happen.

5. It would be a good idea for you

to keep at least 2 six packs in the
fridge at all times, as well as plenty

of things to nibble on, and
please do not make any funny f

aces to my friends when they

come over to watch the
games. In return, you will be

allowed to use the TV between

12pm and
3pm, unless they replay a good

game that I missed during the day.

6. Please, please, please!! If you

see me upset because one of my teams
is losing, DO NOT say 'get over it,

it's only a game', or 'don't worry,

they'll win next time'. If you say

these things, you will only make

me angrier and I will love you less.

Remember, you will never ever

know more about rugby than me and your so
called 'words of encouragement'

will only lead to a break up or divorce.

7. You are welcome to sit with me

to watch one game and you can talk to
me during halftime but only when

the commercials are on, and only

if the halftime score is pleasing me.

In addition, please note I am saying

'one' game, hence do not use the

World Cup as a nice cheesy excuse

to 'spend time together'.

8. The replays of the tries are very

important. I don't care if I have
seen them or I haven't seen them,

I want to see them again. Many

times, and record them.

9. Tell your friends NOT to have

any babies, or any other child related
parties or gatherings that requires

my attendance because:
a) I will not go,
b) I will not go, and
c) I will not go.

10. But, if a friend of mine invites

us to his house on a Sunday to
watch a game, we will be there in

a flash.

11. The daily World Cup highlights

show on TV every night is just as
important as the games themselves.

Do not even think about saying 'but

you have already seen this...why

don't you change the channel to something
we can all watch??', the reply will be:

'Refer to Rule #2 of this list'.

12. Please save your expressions such

as 'Thank goodness the World Cup
is only every 4 years'. I am immune

to these words, because after this

comes the reruns of the Rugby World

Cup, etc etc.

13. And finally, if you are female and

your "man" likes rugby less than
you, he is not a real man and shall

be bound by these rules and

additionally be referred to as

"the bitch" for the duration of

the World Cup

Thank you for your cooperation.

 

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