Lawyers should never ask a Southern grandma a
question if they aren't
prepared for the answer. In a trial, a Southern
small-town 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 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. Jones , do you know the
defense attorney?"
She again! replied, "Why, yes, I do. I've known
Mr. Bradley since he was
a youngster, too. He's lazy, bigoted, and he has
a drinking problem.
He can't build a normal relationship with anyone,
and his law practice is
one of the worst in the entire state. Not to
mention he cheated on his
wife with three different women. One of them was
your wife. Yes, I know
him."
The defense attorney almost died. The judge asked
both counselors to
approach the bench, and in a very quiet voice,
said, "If either of you
bastards asks her if she knows me, I'll throw your
sorry asses in jail for
contempt."
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that is so true down here in the south :)) :)) :))