When Silence Is the Smartest Answer 😬
A hotshot city lawyer is speeding down a country road in his brand-new Mercedes when he completely blows a stop sign and smashes straight into a farmer’s tractor. A few months later, the case goes to court, and the lawyer is trying to prove the farmer wasn’t really hurt.
Lawyer: “Sir, at the scene of the accident, the state trooper asked you how you felt, and you clearly replied, ‘I never felt better in my whole life.’ Is that true?
Farmer: “Well, let me tell you how it happened. I just loaded my favorite mule, Bessie, into the trailer, and I was driving down the road…”
Lawyer (interrupting): “I didn’t ask for a story, old man! Just answer yes or no!”
Judge: “Hold on, counselor. I want to hear what the farmer has to say.”
Farmer: “Thank you, Your Honor. As I was saying, the crash happened. Bessie was thrown out of the trailer and was lying in the ditch with a br*ken leg, moaning in p*in. The state trooper walked over, looked at her, drew his pistol, and sh*t her right between the eyes to p*t her out of her m*sery.”
Lawyer: “And what does that have to do with you?”
Farmer: “Well, right after that, the trooper walked over to me with his smoking gun still in his hand. He looked at me and asked, ‘Now, how about you? How are you feeling?’… Your Honor, I figured that was a very bad time to start complaining about my back!“
