"Hey, did you hear the one about the two lawyers who walk into a diner?"
Hmmm, wouldn't it be more appropriate if two lawyers walked into a bar? Isn't that, after all, the place where most lawyers go? A bar, as opposed to a diner? Well, sure, that's how most lawyer jokes work, with a punchline at the end delivered by the wise-ass bartender or perhaps even by the world-weary, seen-it-all-wrote-the-book, tired waitress, that's the way these kinds of stories go, right?
Right?
Well, sure, but in this case, it's two lawyers walking into a greasy spoon.
Only, as Nick and Ed—the two hapless lawyers who’ve walked into the greasy spoon across the street from the courthouse--soon discover, they'll wish they never set foot inside the diner, because, as it turns out, the offerings from the kitchen aren’t anything they would’ve ordered off the menu . . .
