The Lawyer at the Pearly Gates

     A lawyer died and arrived at the pearly gates. To his dismay, there

     were thousands of people ahead of him in line to see St. Peter. To

     his surprise, St. Peter left his desk at the gate and came down the

     long line to where the lawyer was, and greeted him warmly.

     Then St. Peter and one of his assistants took the lawyer by the hands

     and guided him up to the front of the line, and into a comfortable

     chair by his desk.

     The lawyer said, "I don't mind all this attention, but what makes me

     so special?"

     St. Peter replied, "Well, I've added up all the hours for which you

     billed your clients, and by my calculation you must be about 196

     years old!"