A farmer named Clyde had a car accident. In court, the Trucking
> company's fancy lawyer was questioning Clyde.
> *
> "Didn't you say, at the scene of the accident, 'I'm fine,'?" asked the
> Lawyer.
> *
> Clyde responded, "Well, I'll tell you what happened. I had just Loaded
> my favorite mule, Bessie, into the..."
> *
> "I didn't ask for any details," the lawyer interrupted. "Just answer
> The question. Did you not say, at the scene of the accident, 'I'm
> Fine!'?"
> *
> Clyde said, "Well, I had just got Bessie into the trailer and I was
> Driving down the road...."
> *
> The lawyer interrupted again and said, "Judge, I am trying to establish
> The fact that, at the scene of the accident, this man told the Highway
> Patrolman on the scene that he was just fine. Now several weeks after
> The accident he is trying to sue my client. I believe he is a Fraud.
> Please tell him to simply answer the Question."
> *
> By this time, the Judge was fairly interested in Clyde'sanswer and said
> To the lawyer, "I'd like to hear what he has to say about his favorite
> Mule, Bessie".
> *
> Clyde thanked the Judge and proceeded,"Well as I was saying, I had just
> Loaded Bessie, my favorite mule, into the trailer and was driving her
> Down the highway when this huge semi-truck and trailer ran the stop sign
> And smacked my truck right in the side. I was thrown into one ditch and
> Bessie was thrown into the other. I was hurting, real bad and didn't
> Want to move. However, I could hear ole Bessie moaning and groaning.
> I knew she was in terrible shape
> Just by her groans.
> *
> Shortly after the accident a Highway Patrolman came on the scene. He
> Could hear Bessie moaning and groaning so he went over to her. After he
> Looked at her, and saw her fatal condition, he took out his gun and shot
> Her between the eyes.
> *
> Then the Patrolman came across the road, gun still in hand, looked at
> Me, and said, "How are you feeling?"
> *
> "Now what the hell would you say?
> company's fancy lawyer was questioning Clyde.
> *
> "Didn't you say, at the scene of the accident, 'I'm fine,'?" asked the
> Lawyer.
> *
> Clyde responded, "Well, I'll tell you what happened. I had just Loaded
> my favorite mule, Bessie, into the..."
> *
> "I didn't ask for any details," the lawyer interrupted. "Just answer
> The question. Did you not say, at the scene of the accident, 'I'm
> Fine!'?"
> *
> Clyde said, "Well, I had just got Bessie into the trailer and I was
> Driving down the road...."
> *
> The lawyer interrupted again and said, "Judge, I am trying to establish
> The fact that, at the scene of the accident, this man told the Highway
> Patrolman on the scene that he was just fine. Now several weeks after
> The accident he is trying to sue my client. I believe he is a Fraud.
> Please tell him to simply answer the Question."
> *
> By this time, the Judge was fairly interested in Clyde'sanswer and said
> To the lawyer, "I'd like to hear what he has to say about his favorite
> Mule, Bessie".
> *
> Clyde thanked the Judge and proceeded,"Well as I was saying, I had just
> Loaded Bessie, my favorite mule, into the trailer and was driving her
> Down the highway when this huge semi-truck and trailer ran the stop sign
> And smacked my truck right in the side. I was thrown into one ditch and
> Bessie was thrown into the other. I was hurting, real bad and didn't
> Want to move. However, I could hear ole Bessie moaning and groaning.
> I knew she was in terrible shape
> Just by her groans.
> *
> Shortly after the accident a Highway Patrolman came on the scene. He
> Could hear Bessie moaning and groaning so he went over to her. After he
> Looked at her, and saw her fatal condition, he took out his gun and shot
> Her between the eyes.
> *
> Then the Patrolman came across the road, gun still in hand, looked at
> Me, and said, "How are you feeling?"
> *
> "Now what the hell would you say?
