An old farmer named Clyde had a car accident. In court, the trucking
company's fancy lawyer was questioning Clyde. "Didn't you say at the
scene of the accident, 'I'm fine,'?" asked the lawyer.

Clyde responded, "Well, I'll tell you what happened. I had just loaded
my favorite mule, Bessie, into the......"

"I didn't ask for any details," the lawyer interrupted. "Just answer the
question. Did you not say, at the scene of the accident, "I'm fine!'?"

Clyde said, "Well, I had just got Bessie into the trailer and was
driving down the road...."

The lawyer interrupted again and said, "Judge, I am trying to establish
the fact that at the scene of the accident, this man told the Highway
Patrolman on the scene that he was just fine. Now several weeks after the accident
he is trying to sue my client. I believe he is a fraud. Please tell him
to simply answer the question."

By this time, the Judge was fairly interested in Clyde's answer and said
to the lawyer, "I'd like to hear what he has to say about his favorite
mule, Bessie."

Clyde thanked the Judge and proceeded, "Well... as I was sayin', I had
just loaded Bessie, my favorite mule, into the trailer and was drivin'
her down the highway when this huge semi ran the stop sign and smacked
my truck right in the side. I was thrown into one ditch and Bessie was
thrown into the other. I was hurtin' real bad and didn't want to move. However,
I could hear ole Bessie moanin' and groanin'. I knew she was in terrible shape
just by her groans.

Real soon a Highway Patrolman came on the scene. He could hear Bessie moanin'
and groanin', too. So, he went over to her. After he looked at her, he took out
his gun and shot her between the eyes. Then the Patrolman came across the road,
gun in hand, looked at me, and said, 'How are YOU feeling?' Now what the hell
would you say?"