Lighten up Mondays
The city miser was on his death bed and his last request was that he be alone with his lawyer, doctor, and priest.
“I know I am going to die,” he said, “and I would like to take my money with me so I am going to give each of you $150,000 and I want you to each make sure the money gets in the coffin.”
It was a few days after the funeral when the priest, overflowing with guilt, finally confided to the other two that he only put $100,000 into the coffin. “I’m glad you brought it up,” said the doctor, “because I have also been feeling guilty. I only put $80,000 into the coffin.”
“You people should be ashamed of yourselves, stealing money like that!” stormed the lawyer. “Am I the only honest person of the three of us? Here, look at this,” he said pulling out his checkbook, “look – I wrote out a check for the full $150,000.”
Living: the ultimate team sport 