A doctor and an attorney in separate vehicles collided on I-95 one foggy night. The fault was questionable, but both were shaken up, and the attorney offered the doctor a drink from a pocket flask. The doctor took the flask with a shaking hand and belted back a couple of swallows.
As the attorney started to put the cap back on the flask the doctor asked, Aren’t you going to have one too, for your nerves?
Of course I am, replied the attorney, after the Highway Patrol gets here.