It’s the holiday season and instead of reading about some serious legal issue, let’s try to laugh a little. Here is one of my favorite stories and although it’s not a holiday story, I hope it will suffice:
For years, two brothers—one a lawyer, and the other an accountant who could not hear or speak—worked for a mobster. Whenever the mobster and the accountant needed to communicate, the lawyer brother would use sign language and serve as an interpreter.
One day, the mobster realized his books were short two million dollars. He called in the two brothers. Looking at the lawyer and pointing to the accountant, he screamed, “You tell this S.O.B. I want to know where my money is!”
The brothers conversed briefly, and the lawyer reported that his brother had no idea what the mobster was talking about. Furious, the mobster put a gun to the accountant’s head and screamed at the lawyer brother, “Tell your brother that he lets me know—right now—where the damn money is or I’ll blow his brains out!”
The lawyer told this to his brother, who immediately explained, in frantic sign language, that the money was hidden in a suitcase under his basement steps.
“Well? What’d he say”, yelled the mobster.
The lawyer shrugged, “He says you don’t have the guts.”
“Merry everything. Happy forever.”