Monday, October 14, 2019

Liar or Lawyer?


Saturday, my nine-year-old grandson was anxious to get to our house.  But I told him, “I’ve got to drop off this envelope at the Post Office.”  So, Bennett asked, “Who’s it to?”  I answered, “It’s to Mr. X.  He’s a lawyer.”  Bennett looked confused.  “A liar?” he said.  “No,” I replied, “A lawyer.”  Bennett was still puzzled, “Did you say that Mr. X was a liar?”  I thought for a moment.  You may be onto something there, Bennet.  You may be.

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