Sitting at Panera with two law school buddies, partaking of the free wireless and ample table space:
"Ok, so if the wife dies, and then the husband remarries a woman who was born after the wife died, and then they have a baby, and then the husband dies, and then the baby dies, who gets the house?"
"I think I need another croissant."
"Can I have a future possessory interest in your croissant?"
"Is that an offer?"
"There's no consideration! Even if you accepted, it wouldn't be binding."
"This conversation is intentionally inflicting emotional distress on me right now."
"I think I need another croissant."
Sunday, September 30, 2007
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1 comment:
Not that I really understood that post, but it was funny all the same! :)
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