Q: How many law professors does it take to change a lightbulb?

A: Hell, you need 250 just to lobby for the research grant.

Why’d the lawyer go to Heaven?
Hell was full.

A guy phones a law firm and says, “I want to speak to my lawyer.” The receptionist says, “I’m sorry, but your lawyer died last week.” The next day the same guy phones the law firm and says, “I want to speak to my lawyer.” Once again the receptionist replies, “I’m sorry, but your lawyer died last week.”

The next day the guy makes his regular call to the law firm and say, “I want to speak to my lawyer.” “Excuse me sir,” the receptionist says, “but this is third time I’ve had to tell you that your lawyer died last week. Why do you keep calling?” The guy replies, “Because I love hearing it!”

Boss: Who said that just because I tried to kiss you at last month’s Christmas party, you could neglect to do your work around here?

Secretary: My lawyer.

Why are lawyers buried 10 feet underground?

Because deep down, they’re really not that bad!

An engineer died and ended up in Hell. He was not pleased with the level of comfort in Hell, and began to redesign and build improvements. After a while, they had toilets that flush, air conditioning, and escalators. Everyone grew very fond of him.

One day God called to Satan to mock him, “So, how’s it going down there in Hell?”

Satan replied, “Hey, things are great. We’ve got air conditioning and flush toilets and escalators, and there’s no telling what this engineer is going to come up with next.”

God was surprised, “What? You’ve got an engineer? That’s a mistake. He should never have gotten down there in the first place. Send him back up here.”

“No way,” replied Satan. “I like having an engineer, and I’m keeping him.”

God threatened, “Send him back up here now or I’ll sue!”

Satan laughed and answered, “Yeah, right. And just where are YOU going to get a lawyer?”

How many lawyers does it take to plaster a wall?
Depends on how hard you throw them.

What do you call 500 lawyers at the bottom of the ocean?

A good start.

One day a lawyer was riding in his limosine when he saw a guy eating grass He told the driver to stop. He got out and asked him, “Why are you eating grass”.

The man replied, “I’m so poor, I can’t afford a thing to eat.”

So the layer said, “Poor guy, come back to my house.”

The guys then said, “But I have a wife and three kids.” The layers told him to bring them along.

When they were all in the car, the poor man said, “Thanks for taking us back to your house, it is so kind of you.”

The layer said, “You’re going to love it there, the grass is a foot tall.”

Why won’t sharks attack lawyers?

Professional courtesy.