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Real life Texas Courtroom Humor.&lt;br&gt;

From 1980 to 2008, U.S. District Judge Jerry Buchmeyer entertained lawyers far and wide with his "et cetera" column in the &lt;i&gt;Texas Bar Journal&lt;/i&gt;. 

For this page, we've reached into the vault to bring you classic material spanning two decades of courtroom humor, most of which comes straight from actual depostions and trials.</subtitle><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.texasbar.com/saywhat/weblog/" /><link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816208/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.texasbar.com/saywhat/weblog/RSS/atom.xml" /><author><name>texasbar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099745914644785535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1631</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><geo:lat>30.16356</geo:lat><geo:long>-97.44263</geo:long><link rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/texasbar/WScE" type="application/atom+xml" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816208.post-167841598992737431</id><published>2009-11-19T06:20:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T11:37:26.979-06:00</updated><title type="text" /><content type="html">&lt;b&gt;December 1996 - The Court Reporters Have Done It Again!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lynn Brooks &lt;/b&gt;of Dallas, who is (among other things) the book review editor of the &lt;i&gt;Journal of Court Reporters&lt;/i&gt;, writes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Court: To the charge of driving while intoxicated, how do you plead?&lt;br /&gt;A. &lt;i&gt;Drunk&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q, And when was that?&lt;br /&gt;A. I guess it was sometime before noon or after noon.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Do you understand my question?&lt;br /&gt;A. I think so, but that may be my fault.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Can you describe what it was like to be at Metropolitan State Hospital?&lt;br /&gt;A. Scary.&lt;br /&gt;Q. Why do you say that?&lt;br /&gt;A. Because there was all sorts of very deranged, crazy people. And then there were the patients, who were worse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816208-167841598992737431?l=www.texasbar.com%2Fsaywhat%2Fweblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816208/posts/default/167841598992737431" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816208/posts/default/167841598992737431" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.texasbar.com/saywhat/weblog/2009/11/december-1996-court-reporters-have-done.html" title="" /><author><name>texasbar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099745914644785535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08332255240839161002" /></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816208.post-2752931302205773487</id><published>2009-11-18T06:14:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T11:37:11.855-06:00</updated><title type="text" /><content type="html">&lt;b&gt;October 1993 - Number One Easy Street&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;From &lt;/b&gt;Hollis Horton of Beaumont (Orgain, Bell, etc.), this excerpt from the plaintiff's deposition in a workers' compensation case - which was settled, "sometime after the deposition, for an amount which reportedly allowed the plaintiff to maintain his standard of living."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What's your address [in Lumberton]?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. My mailing address?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Well, tell me where your residence address is. If it has a house number, tell me that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Well, we just named our street last summer; went before city council and named it "Easy Street." It didn't have a name on it. I've never been on easy street ... I'm the only person that lives there - I'm going to put me a number out there. &lt;i&gt;Number One Easy Street&lt;/i&gt;, as a matter of fact ... I saw Easy Street down here one day in Beaumont. I said I ain't never been on easy street, but I am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. You got to pick the name, yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Drew up a petition. Everybody that lived on it signed it, which was only me. I went before the city council. But you do have to drive easy on it because it's rough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816208-2752931302205773487?l=www.texasbar.com%2Fsaywhat%2Fweblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816208/posts/default/7629498537612055601" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816208/posts/default/7629498537612055601" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.texasbar.com/saywhat/weblog/2009/11/november-2000-did-they-really-say-that.html" title="" /><author><name>texasbar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099745914644785535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08332255240839161002" /></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816208.post-3257610514604416897</id><published>2009-11-13T06:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T07:55:11.078-06:00</updated><title type="text" /><content type="html">&lt;b&gt;January 1996 - East Texas Slang&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;b&gt;Raymond W. Cozby, III &lt;/b&gt;of Tyler (Cowles &amp;amp; Thompson), this closing argument made by his brother, Andrew J. Cozby, the prosecutor in a criminal trial in Houston:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Cozby: Members of the jury, I appreciate your patience during this trial. I'm going to be talking quick because my time is limited. If you can follow this East Texas slang I appreciate it because I'm going to be going over some important points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number One: What we call in East Texas — if you've ever seen a dog chasing a rabbit, sometimes they will get off on some rabbit's trail. That's a false trail that leads off in a circle. And a dog will get off on a false trail from where the rabbit really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Defense Attorney: Your Honor, I object to being called a dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Cozby: Your Honor, I except to that, I was calling him a rabbit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816208-3257610514604416897?l=www.texasbar.com%2Fsaywhat%2Fweblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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