lawyer jokes
An old pastor lay dying. He sent a message for the IRS agent and his
lawyer to come to the hospital.
When they arrived, they were ushered up to his room. As they entered
the room, the pastor held out his hands and motioned for them to sit on
each side of the bed. The pastor grasped their hands, sighed
contentedly, smiled, and contentedly, stared at the ceiling.
For a time, no one said anything. Both the IRS agent and lawyer were
touched and flattered that the old man would ask them to be with him
during his final moments. They were also puzzled because the pastor had
never given any indication that he particularly liked either one of
them.
Finally, the Lawyer asked, "Pastor, why did you ask the two of us to
come here?"
The old pastor mustered all his strength, then said weakly,
"Jesus died between two thieves, and that's how I want to go."




