the attorney

[myrnalu]

>>An attorney got home late one evening, after a very taxing day

>> > trying to get

>> > > > > a stay of execution for a client, James Wright, 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 got through the door at home, his wife started on

>>him

>> > about,

>> > > > > what time of night do you call this? Where have you been?" 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.

>> > > > >

>> > > > > While he was in the bath, the phone rang. The wife answered and

>>was

>> > told

>> > > > > that her husband's client had been granted his stay of

>> > execution

>> > after all.

>> > > > >

>> > > > > Finally realizing what a day he must have had, she decided to

>> > go

>> > upstairs to

>> > > > > give him the good news. As she opened the bathroom door, she

>>was

>> > greeted by

>> > > > > the sight of her husband's rear end as he was bent over naked

>> > drying

>> > his

>> > > > > legs and feet.

>> > > > >

>> > > > > "They're not hanging Wright tonight," she said.

>> > > > >

>> > > > > He whirled around and screamed,

>> > > > >

>> > > > > "FOR CRYING OUT LOUD, WOMAN, DON'T YOU EVER STOP