This is my Justice Masterpiece.

This is my Justice Masterpiece.

This was his due process, his Mirandas. Lou took a wild kick at the nearest stool, spraying beer as the man was asphyxiated on his noose. Again, "Let no man stand before the Law."

Lou called them his Mirandas, two blind partially clothed woman who appeared only to him and told him what was right and what was wrong before the law. The hanging man was guilty

. The defense lawyer looked up. The judge, Lou, was muttering to himself with two hand puppets, "Guilty! yes definitely, hang him from the highest tree." "Uh, Your honor?"

"What?!?" the judge asked. Lou then asked "Will my two friends get hanged too?" The judge looked at Lou quizically and said with an annoyed expression "Sure. Why not?"

Thus all three were guillotined in public and eulogised I a rap song by 75Cent. 50Cent was not available any longer because he had gone to Hell to pick up a pepperoni pizza. Thus a

vulnerable niche genre was going unmet and unsupported. It was suggested that Dolla Man on charge half for his "Holla!" but nobody expected for him to go along with it for 50Cent.

I threw down a dollar and waited for my change. Sure enough, I became irritable and the hot flashes began. This was the best damned menopause I ever bought. As my fertility flashed

out of my ovaries & into the undulating universe, I realized I still owed my landlord my rent for this month."I want my money back!" But the universe simply smiled& slid me a dime.