Joke of the day

When the lawyer died and went to Heaven, he confronted St Peter at the Pearly Gates. “Your Honor, there must be some mistake!”  he protested vehemently.  “I’m still a healthy young man, much too young to die!  Why, I’m only forty-seven years old!”

“HMMM,” murmured St Peter, consulting his files.  Looking up, he shook his finger at the lawyer reprovingly.  “According to your time sheets you’re ninety-six.”

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