Judges and Light Bulbs
How many judges does it take to change a light bulb?
→ Just one; he holds it still and the whole world revolves around him.
→ Just one, but two lawyers have to explain him how to do it.
How many judges does it take to change a light bulb?
→ Just one; he holds it still and the whole world revolves around him.
→ Just one, but two lawyers have to explain him how to do it.
Jury: Twelve men and women trying to decide which party has the best lawyer.
Justice: A decision in your favor.
- Judge: Doctor, how many autopsies have you performed on dead people?
- Doctor: All my autopsies are on dead people.
- Judge: What is your relationship with the plaintiff?
- Witness: She is my daughter.
- Judge: Was she your daughter on February 13, 1979?
- Judge: You stated that the stairs went down to the basement, is that correct?
- Witness: Yes.
- Judge: And these same stairs, did the also go up?
- Judge: Your first marriage was terminated by death?
- Witness: Yes, by death.
- Judge: And by whose death was it terminated?
- Judge: Are you married?
- Witness: No, I'm divorced.
- Judge: And what did your husband do before you divorced him?
- Witness: A lot of things I didn't know about.
- Judge: All your responses to the questions must be oral. Do you understand?
- Witness: Yes
- Judge: What school did you attend in the fall of 1995?
- Witness: Oral.
- Prosecutor: Did you kill the victim?
- Defendant: No, I did not.
- Prosecutor: Do you know what the penalties are for perjury?
- Defendant: Yes, I do. And they're a hell of a lot better than the penalty for murder.
A prosecuting attorney called his first witness, a grandmotherly, elderly woman, to the stand. He approached her and asked:
- Mrs. Jones, do you know me?
She responded:
- Why, yes, I do know you Mr. Williams. I've known you since you were a young boy. And frankly, you've been a big disappointment to me. You lie, you cheat on your wife, you manipulate people and talk about them behind their backs. You think you're a rising big shot when you haven't the brains to realize you never will amount to anything more than a two-bit paper pusher. Yes, I know you.
The lawyer was stunned. Not knowing what else to do he pointed across the room and asked:
- Mrs. Williams, do you know the defense attorney?
She again replied:
- Why, yes I do. I've known Mr. Bradley since he was a youngster, too. I used to baby-sit him for his parents. And he, too, has been a real disappointment to me. He's lazy, bigoted, he has a drinking problem. The man can't build a normal relationship with anyone and his law practice is one of the shoddiest in the entire state. Yes, I know him.
At this point, the judge rapped the courtroom to silence and called both counselors to the bench. In a very quiet voice, he said with menace:
- If either of you asks her if she knows me, you'll be jailed for contempt!