A lawyer phoned the governor’s mansion shortly after midnight. “I need to talk to the governor — it’s an emergency!” exclaimed the lawyer.
After some cajoling, the governor’s assistant agreed to wake him up.
“So, what is it that’s so important that it can’t wait until morning?” grumbled the governor.
“Judge Pierson just died, and I want to take his place,” begged the attorney.
“Well, it’s okay with me if it’s okay with the funeral home.”
“Mugging” is when somebody steals your coffee.