I'm so sad.

I'm so sad.

Johnny thought as he closed the now incredibly sticky magazine for the 10th time that day.

"You should really consider closing the door, you know" Tina, my sister was standing by the doorframe. "is not what you think!" I raised my sticky hands in submission "i wa

s just doing what you should be doing, I didn't think it would bother you." Tina had remained there, by the door, with wide eyes fixed on my

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but the judge didn't buy it. He admonished the witness to only answer in ENglish.

“Eye em speeken English, Yer Onner. May bee ya got TATERS in yer ears”. By this time, the Judge had stopped listening and was more interested in the female prosecuting attorney

who looked vaguely familiar:"MOM!?" The prosecutor averted her gaze: "Ed, I abandoned you for a reason." The defense attorney coughed: "Your Honor.." "Hush, I need to know why my

chose my gin joint to walk in on. This is my court room woman get thee behind me." He said as he did the ritual movements with his hands and feet. Finish it off with a little arch

joke about the justice system, tie the courtroom in a bow, and head home to watch “Night Court.”