Swore to uphold the Constitutions of the United States and the State of New York, in that order, signed my name to the Official Roll Book of Lawyers and got a fancy piece of paper. Done! Boo-yah!
I guess I can’t brush off people’s requests for free legal advice with, “sorry, I can’t give legal advice because I’m not a lawyer” anymore.
crap.
Congratulations, counselor. 
Congrats! Huge achievement!
I hope to posting something similar in 4 years or so.
Well done! Nice to get to the end of that road, isn’t it? Congratulations and good luck in your practice!
Congrats, welcome to the bar! Pull up a stool and order a double.
Congratulations, Hello Again.
Just tell people that you can’t give free advice, or that you don’t have professional liability insurance.
Congratulations!
Four more years for me…
Hope you’re having a helluva party, counselor!
Congratulations! It’s always hard on the goat, of course, but it’s good to be able to welcome another One Of Us to the fold.
Good luck with your family’s taxes.
Congratulations, and welcome to the bar.
What kind of lawyer are you now?
You do know some of the, er, more colorful meanings of the term ‘boo-yah’, right?
You can always adhere to the two-question rule, with the first question being “Can I ask you a question?” That way, after the second question, you can tell them to make an appointment. Instant client!
Hey - well done you! That’s wonderful news, which has been sort of sadly lacking around these parts lately.
So are you going to start going around to retail stores and threatening the clerks that whatever they’re charging you is illegal now? 
Congratulations!
Well, congratulations! But you certainly can tell people you can’t give them legal advice. Yes, you’re a lawyer, but you’re not their lawyer!
Related side story: I have a niece who is a beautician. She owns her own salon now, after busting her ass for other people for many years. She’s doing well for herself. Problem? When there are family gatherings, her mother (my SIL) or her sister will call her ahead of time and say “Oh, and could you bring your shears? I’m overdue for a trim”. Ugh. So one day, Thanksgiving morning, her mom (who is a dental hygienist) called and said “Can you bring your shears?” and niece said “Sure! Can you bring your kit? I’m overdue for a cleaning!” 
Her point was made. People no longer ask her for free cuts on her ‘days off’.
Congratulations. Big achievement. Practice law well.
Like the gentleman said to the lady at a party, “If I told you that you had a large bosom, would you hold it against me?”
I won’t hold it against you.
Well, you won’t be needing this soul-thingie anymore, we’ll just take that for safe keeping.
Say a thousand Hail Mary’s and watch The Devil’s Advocate a million times over and there may be redemption for you yet…
Congrats! The culmination of that hard work must feel awesome. Now get out there and get busy!! Those souls won’t devour themselves!*
*Just thought I’d start acclimating you to the lawyer jokes. It has to be some kind of rite of passage.