A jogger out for a morning run noticed a strange funeral procession crossing his path: it contained not one, but two hearses, followed by a man walking a dog, and then several hundred people following. Curious, the jogger ran up to the dog walker and asked what was going on.
“Well, first hearse carries my divorce lawyer, who lost my case,” the man explained. “My dog bit her and she died two days later. The second hearse has my ex-wife’s lawyer from the divorce. He tried to stop my dog from biting my lawyer, and got bit himself, and also died a few days later.”
The jogger then looked at the large crowd behind them. “And these people are mourners for the lawyers?”
“Heck no. These people are waiting to borrow my dog!”