I had trouble becoming a lawyer because I couldn’t pass a bar.
An Irishman, visiting San Francisco, was walking along the wharves when he asked a local if he knew where there was a curio shop. The local said, “Right up the hill about five blocks on the right.”. The Irishman thank him and proceeded up the street till he found the shop.
When he entered the shop, he noticed the owner sitting behind his desk busy with paperwork.
So the Irishman looked around and paused. Sitting on the shelf was a brass rat statue which he really liked. He went up to the owner and asked him how much the brass rat was.
The owner smiled and leaned back in his chair and said, “Well.....it’s $10 for the rat and $1000 for the story!”.
The Irishman being practical said, “Here’s $10”.
So he left the shop and started to head back downhill to the wharves. Before he got to the end of the first block he noticed a rustling behind him and when he looked there were a couple of rats following him.
Not easily disturbed, the Irishman continued across the street to the next block and as he proceeded the noise continued to get louder. He looked back again and there were about 200 rats following him.
Now he gets a little nervous and picks up his pace to a quick walk. But the noise continued to grow and when he looked back he saw at least 2000 rats following him, after which he broke into a full run.
As the Irishman approached the wharves he stopped again and there had to have been at least 2 million rats following him.
So he runs to the end of the wharf and stopped and looked at the rats approaching, then the brass rat and again the rats approaching.
He then turned and threw the brass rat into the bay and watched in amazement while all the rats hurled themselves to the last one in the bay and drowned.
The Irishman paused and then sprinted back up the hill and burst through the door and up the the desk of the curio shop owner and slapped his hands down onto the desk and panted.
The owner smiled again and leaned back and said, “So, your back for the story?”.
“Nay laddy,” said the Irishman, “I want to know....do you and any BRASS LAWYERS?!!!!”.