One day Bill didn’t show up. Sam figured maybe he had a cold or something. But after Bill hadn’t shown up for a week or so, Sam really worried. Since they only got together at the park feeding pigeons, Sam didn’t even know Bill’s last name, where he lived, or how to get hold of him.
After a month had passed, Sam mournfully assumed Bill had died or moved away. But one day, when Sam arrived — lo and behold! — there sat Bill, joyfully feeding the pigeons. Sam, delighted to see his old friend, excitedly blurted out, “For crying out loud Bill, what happened, where have you been?”
Bill replied, “I’ve been in jail.”
“Jail?” cried Sam. ‘Why??”
“Well,” Bill said, “you remember Sue, that cute little blonde waitress at the coffee shop where I sometimes go?”
“Yeah,” said Sam, “I remember her. What about her?”
“Well, one day she filed rape charges against me; and, at 89 years old, I was so proud that when I got into court, I pled guilty!”
“And you know what — that bastard judge gave me 30 days in jail for perjury!”