“Damn, baby,” he said, arching into her neck. “You always did dress like a lawyer.”
“I dress like a professional,” she corrected, making sure her buttons were in their proper places. “Which is more than I can say of you.”
He laughed quietly, molding himself around her ramrod spine, fingers wreaking havoc with the soft skin just below her hips. “You didn’t seem to care much about your clothes when I was ripping them off with my teeth.”
She doesn’t have an answer. She thinks she might just totter in her sensible heels.
Lawyers…………there are sure some great lawyer jokes out there! To bad I have none in my memory. Actually I know a lawyer, or a used to be one, he is a great guy. Lawyers are great to have if you get in a pinch.
she knew she needed to get a lawyer but didn’t have any money so she felt screwed as this is a world run by the lawyers but it’s always been that way throughout history and here she sits just waiting for the walls to crash down around her but when they do she’ll have no lawyer but will be free!
Oh, we were always lawless – your shirt, so rakishly unbuttoned, and my shoulders swept bare, the sunlight pressing butterfly kisses to my clavicle. We were never disciples of gravity and I don’t think I ever subscribed to Newton’s principles. No, we were always the footloose, the fancy-free, the young bohemian couple who was too busy kissing each other breathless to remember to pay the check.
She sat across from him, the long wooden table dividing more than their political viewpoints. He snapped the text closed. “Well?” She didn’t know what to say.
Lawyer’s are people who like to distort the truth to get their client the lowest penalty for their crime. They usually know that their client is guilty and still defend them. They have no soul and enjoy watching the death of kittens though are not evil enough to eat them.
i’ve never had to have a lawyer before. my only experience ever dealing with a lawyer was when i delivered newspapers to the office of one when i was in high school / jr high. they always paid in advance and tipped well. they were very reasonable, and gave a great christmas gift each year. my cousin was going to be a lawyer, but decided not to.
I think that lawyers get dressed up for nothing
they show up to court to bullshit all day
I do the same at home in my sweats
I think i win this battle don’t you?
my roomate sriya is a lawyer. she is the prettiest girl i have ever met and the best dressed. she will make a lovely book lawyer and everyone will be amazed. oh i love her!
There is a subtle, sophisticated sort of justice in defending good people who cannot, before the rule of law, undertake the task themselves. There is also a sort of redemption. He goes home alone, or with a girl, or with a different girl, and wakes up and lives day to day and if he doesn’t think enough he’s happy, but if he thinks too much he knows better. And what of that? He may not be happy, and he may not be good, but he’s made it his life work to protect those who are better. And that is something significant.
Hello there you devious lawyer, you know your words and work them well. I feel and felt silly for trying to deny them, their truth, their…practicality. And here I am now, once again sitting here, pondering your prose and provocation, I regret to say and with much pain, “You were right.”
i needed a lawyer to write up a contrct concerning the love trust between the two of those rain drops. they keep falling. the memories of her keeping falling on my head. and just like the guy who shares my internal grief “let me feel im fallin, i am fallin. safety to the ground.
i saw the lawyer from across the way
the way his hair swayed i was taken away
the affection growing
like a flower in june
i didnt know what to do
i motion towards him
guilty as charged
wondering how
my affection so far
i turn and look
but only see
a shadow
of what i used to be.
bigot nasty man who cant find anything to do with his life then to belittle and criticize someone on theirs who are they in their self ricticuosness to say anything whats there life in retro sect to our own?
the lawyer is a person who is great. he is someone people admire. but if people new the truth about the lawyer, then…what would people do. if little boys and girls found out their heroes were professional liars, what would they say? think about it.
i’ve got alot of problems and i don’t think you can solve them. your arguements cant just fix everything i hate. I know that but my imagination cant help but invent the truth that no one really knows.
my mother always wanted me to be a lawyer. “you can argue really well” or “you talk so much people will pay you to shut up” type deal. it was never anything i took seriously. i figured everyone likes the heated debates, the thinking outside the box so you’d always win, the lying for the gold. apparently not, apparently it’s just me.
Nicely pressed suit, snapping his breifcase shut professionally, his slicked back hair giving him a skeezy air. He hops into his overly nice car, adjusts his shirtsleeves, and takes a sip of coffee. He drives all the way home, walks inside, and breaks down crying about the client he failed to save
The lawyer knew the truth of the murder. As did I, for I was the one murdered. My parents sobbed as the words formed from the judge’s mouth…”Not Guilty.” My murderer just smiled as he walked past my parents, leaving the courtroom and planning his next crime.
A slimebag, or considered one by most of the populace… really, it’s an unfair generalization though: they don’t deserve a reupatation like that, when so many are great humanitarians, defenders of rights and truth. I suppose that the ones that people interact with though, are of a lower caliber and not of the same true calling.
lawyers are annoying, they are sometimes helpful. sometimes not. they have way too many commercials. my mom worked for several, most were a pain. some did really great things. some were ambulance chasers, these were not nice people. they were all stuck up, even the ones who did nice things for people who needed it.
He sat down, panting. What a case this was turning out to be. It was like in To Kill A Mockingbird when Atticus lost his case and ended up with a dead guy on his hands. Except worse. This time, I was the dead guy.
i dont want to be a lawyer at all. like its not cool. its too hard. i think zach would be a very good lawyer. he has the smarts, and he can be bossy, and always gets his way. i also think that dave would be an amazing lawyer, because he always gets his way. and hes really smart. apparently he went to law school but didnt become a lawyer. weird. yeah, but me? i would never want to be a lawyer.
i dont want to be a lawyer at all. like its not cool. its too hard. i think zach would be a very good lawyer. he has the smarts, and he can be bossy, and always gets his way. i also think that dave would be an amazing lawyer, because he always gets his way. and hes really smart. apparently he went to law school but didnt become a lawyer. weird. yeah, but me? i would never want to be a lawyer.
my father is a lawyer he defends corporations. I will probly end up being a lawyer some day though Im not sure I want to do that. i feel it is almost my obligation to fufill the family business. Though I think I would be a good lawyer and would make my family proud. Also they make bank. Thts all.
He closed his mouth, the statement was a lie. The lawyer objected, and asked requested a recess. The judge granted it, and everyone exited the courtroom in a timely manner.
My father is a Lawyer who made it big, has his own firm, lots of money the whole shabang. The funny thing is that he will tell me till he turns blue in the face to never become one. Too stressfull. Do saomething I love he, says not something that pays well. Now that is parenting.
smart intelligent, can bullshit there way through anything. don’t get in a fight with a lawyer if you are right they will prove you wrong they are the people who can manuver there way through life and bullshit everything else
lay the bricks thick with frosted concrete. Let them ooze off the sides. Frosting one cannot lick. Her nails are thin with worry. The queen died. She died of grief.
mind
She smoothed the starched khaki of her skirt.
“Damn, baby,” he said, arching into her neck. “You always did dress like a lawyer.”
“I dress like a professional,” she corrected, making sure her buttons were in their proper places. “Which is more than I can say of you.”
He laughed quietly, molding himself around her ramrod spine, fingers wreaking havoc with the soft skin just below her hips. “You didn’t seem to care much about your clothes when I was ripping them off with my teeth.”
She doesn’t have an answer. She thinks she might just totter in her sensible heels.
Thierry est un avocat, et il a tomb
Lawyers…………there are sure some great lawyer jokes out there! To bad I have none in my memory. Actually I know a lawyer, or a used to be one, he is a great guy. Lawyers are great to have if you get in a pinch.
she knew she needed to get a lawyer but didn’t have any money so she felt screwed as this is a world run by the lawyers but it’s always been that way throughout history and here she sits just waiting for the walls to crash down around her but when they do she’ll have no lawyer but will be free!
Oh, we were always lawless – your shirt, so rakishly unbuttoned, and my shoulders swept bare, the sunlight pressing butterfly kisses to my clavicle. We were never disciples of gravity and I don’t think I ever subscribed to Newton’s principles. No, we were always the footloose, the fancy-free, the young bohemian couple who was too busy kissing each other breathless to remember to pay the check.
She sat across from him, the long wooden table dividing more than their political viewpoints. He snapped the text closed. “Well?” She didn’t know what to say.
Lawyer’s are people who like to distort the truth to get their client the lowest penalty for their crime. They usually know that their client is guilty and still defend them. They have no soul and enjoy watching the death of kittens though are not evil enough to eat them.
i’ve never had to have a lawyer before. my only experience ever dealing with a lawyer was when i delivered newspapers to the office of one when i was in high school / jr high. they always paid in advance and tipped well. they were very reasonable, and gave a great christmas gift each year. my cousin was going to be a lawyer, but decided not to.
I think that lawyers get dressed up for nothing
they show up to court to bullshit all day
I do the same at home in my sweats
I think i win this battle don’t you?
Lawyers are often called assholes
I think they just get a bad rap
not many can resist the pull of so much money
and they live in the streets
my roomate sriya is a lawyer. she is the prettiest girl i have ever met and the best dressed. she will make a lovely book lawyer and everyone will be amazed. oh i love her!
There is a subtle, sophisticated sort of justice in defending good people who cannot, before the rule of law, undertake the task themselves. There is also a sort of redemption. He goes home alone, or with a girl, or with a different girl, and wakes up and lives day to day and if he doesn’t think enough he’s happy, but if he thinks too much he knows better. And what of that? He may not be happy, and he may not be good, but he’s made it his life work to protect those who are better. And that is something significant.
a lawyer is a con artist. You pay them to lie and bullshit everything. they are a glorified car salesman.
Hello there you devious lawyer, you know your words and work them well. I feel and felt silly for trying to deny them, their truth, their…practicality. And here I am now, once again sitting here, pondering your prose and provocation, I regret to say and with much pain, “You were right.”
i needed a lawyer to write up a contrct concerning the love trust between the two of those rain drops. they keep falling. the memories of her keeping falling on my head. and just like the guy who shares my internal grief “let me feel im fallin, i am fallin. safety to the ground.
i saw the lawyer from across the way
the way his hair swayed i was taken away
the affection growing
like a flower in june
i didnt know what to do
i motion towards him
guilty as charged
wondering how
my affection so far
i turn and look
but only see
a shadow
of what i used to be.
bigot nasty man who cant find anything to do with his life then to belittle and criticize someone on theirs who are they in their self ricticuosness to say anything whats there life in retro sect to our own?
the lawyer is a person who is great. he is someone people admire. but if people new the truth about the lawyer, then…what would people do. if little boys and girls found out their heroes were professional liars, what would they say? think about it.
Fight it
That injustice lying
In your briefcase.
Swear to God
That dead book of such thin
Paper meaning.
Tell nothing
but the truth.
i’ve got alot of problems and i don’t think you can solve them. your arguements cant just fix everything i hate. I know that but my imagination cant help but invent the truth that no one really knows.
my mother always wanted me to be a lawyer. “you can argue really well” or “you talk so much people will pay you to shut up” type deal. it was never anything i took seriously. i figured everyone likes the heated debates, the thinking outside the box so you’d always win, the lying for the gold. apparently not, apparently it’s just me.
dude
Nicely pressed suit, snapping his breifcase shut professionally, his slicked back hair giving him a skeezy air. He hops into his overly nice car, adjusts his shirtsleeves, and takes a sip of coffee. He drives all the way home, walks inside, and breaks down crying about the client he failed to save
The lawyer knew the truth of the murder. As did I, for I was the one murdered. My parents sobbed as the words formed from the judge’s mouth…”Not Guilty.” My murderer just smiled as he walked past my parents, leaving the courtroom and planning his next crime.
A slimebag, or considered one by most of the populace… really, it’s an unfair generalization though: they don’t deserve a reupatation like that, when so many are great humanitarians, defenders of rights and truth. I suppose that the ones that people interact with though, are of a lower caliber and not of the same true calling.
lawyers are annoying, they are sometimes helpful. sometimes not. they have way too many commercials. my mom worked for several, most were a pain. some did really great things. some were ambulance chasers, these were not nice people. they were all stuck up, even the ones who did nice things for people who needed it.
He sat down, panting. What a case this was turning out to be. It was like in To Kill A Mockingbird when Atticus lost his case and ended up with a dead guy on his hands. Except worse. This time, I was the dead guy.
Sometimes lawyers can be dishonest, but they are just doing their job. I respect their eloquent speech and I definitely envy how succinct they are.
i dont want to be a lawyer at all. like its not cool. its too hard. i think zach would be a very good lawyer. he has the smarts, and he can be bossy, and always gets his way. i also think that dave would be an amazing lawyer, because he always gets his way. and hes really smart. apparently he went to law school but didnt become a lawyer. weird. yeah, but me? i would never want to be a lawyer.
i dont want to be a lawyer at all. like its not cool. its too hard. i think zach would be a very good lawyer. he has the smarts, and he can be bossy, and always gets his way. i also think that dave would be an amazing lawyer, because he always gets his way. and hes really smart. apparently he went to law school but didnt become a lawyer. weird. yeah, but me? i would never want to be a lawyer.
my father is a lawyer he defends corporations. I will probly end up being a lawyer some day though Im not sure I want to do that. i feel it is almost my obligation to fufill the family business. Though I think I would be a good lawyer and would make my family proud. Also they make bank. Thts all.
defends. sometimes they are the only ones who know the truth. defend the killas rapists the wrong. i couldnt do it.
liar, try hard. fail win money school . smart. harsh, rich,
He closed his mouth, the statement was a lie. The lawyer objected, and asked requested a recess. The judge granted it, and everyone exited the courtroom in a timely manner.
“He’s a lawyer, Peggy. Lawyer’s make good boyfriends.”
“Says who?”
“Just meet him. You owe me a favor, anyway.”
Peggy agreed. She also promised herself not to talk much. A lawyer as a blind date? He must be the kind of person to enjoy conflict.
My father is a Lawyer who made it big, has his own firm, lots of money the whole shabang. The funny thing is that he will tell me till he turns blue in the face to never become one. Too stressfull. Do saomething I love he, says not something that pays well. Now that is parenting.
lawyer
smart intelligent, can bullshit there way through anything. don’t get in a fight with a lawyer if you are right they will prove you wrong they are the people who can manuver there way through life and bullshit everything else
lay the bricks thick with frosted concrete. Let them ooze off the sides. Frosting one cannot lick. Her nails are thin with worry. The queen died. She died of grief.