Tom gets a telephone call in the middle of the night. It's his baby brother, Bill. Bill says, "I need your help, Tom. I'm in jail". Tom: "No problem, brother. I'm on my way". Bill: "Don't worry about coming down right now. The judge will set bail at 9:30 tomorrow morning. What I need you to do is find me an attorney ". Tom: "Okay. What's the charge?" Bill: "I'm charged with having sexual relations with a goat in public". Tom: "Christ, Bill. Okay, I'll see you in the morning". Tom bails Bill out the next morning. He says, " I've narrowed it down to two choices. One is the greatest legal mind in the state. The other is not nearly that bright, but he's a genius at picking juries". Bill says, "Get me the second guy". The trial begins. The prosecutor call his first witness, a sweet little old lady. She slowly makes her way up to the stand. Gently, the prosecutor asks her: "Mrs. Jones, can you tell the court what you saw on the morning of the fifteenth?" Mrs. Jones answers, tearfully: "I was on my way to church, when I saw that man (pointing to Bill), out in his yard, having sexual relations with a goat". The prosecutor asks: "Mrs. Jones, I know this is difficult-but can you tell the court what else you saw?" Stifling a sob, Mrs Jones answers: "As I was coming home form church, I saw the goat licking that same man's genitals". The judge blanches. An audible gasp is heard from the spectators. One juror turns to another and whispers, " You know, a good goat would do that".