An old farmer filed a lawsuit against the railroad, claiming that the two o'clock freight train that clickety-clacked through his field every day had likely turned his prize bull into burger meat. All the farmer wanted was to be paid the fair market value for his missing bull.
On the day of the trial, this young hotshot big-city lawyer for the railroad sweet talked the farmer into settling out of court for half of what he was asking. After the farmer signed the release and got his check, the lawyer just couldn't resist gloating and said, "I hate to tell you this, old man, but there was no way I could've won the case. The engineer was asleep and the fireman was in the caboose when you lost your bull. I didn't have a single witness to put on the stand. I was bluffing you."
The farmer nodded and said, "I hate to tell you this, young man, but there was no way I could've won the case. That bull came home this morning."