David and Vic were farmers with adjoining

David and Vic were farmers with adjoining property. They had been fighting for several years about water rights. Vic passed David while driving his truck and became angry when

Vic began to engage in wasteful conduct on the property." CRASH!!!!! A bakers rack filled with dishes fell to the ground in the convention center, stopping the bar exam.

Immediately, forty-five would be attorneys leapt to their feet, scrutinizing anyone near the crash for someone to sue. Vic knelt behind the lunch lady and nuzzled her back, hoping

she could feel his "baguette" poking in her hairy crack. Her ass was hard but looked like 1,000 pounds of olive loaf that had molded over. He wanted to pork her right there on

on top of her grandmother's doileys. When alas he could not get the feeling. Her grandchildren bust into the room wanting to know if there were any molasses cookies left in the

crusty refrigerator.

"There must be some sort of life form here," he muttered, using a putty knife to scrape off a gelatinous mound. He eased it into the baggy. Maybe enough heat would reactivate DNA.

Two weeks later he was standing in front of the Royal Academy displaying his find. But Dr Cosby, his archenemy, exposed his find as Lime Jello. How would he wiggle out of this?

It was simple really. Dr Cosby had spent so many years acrchenemying all over the place, that the Royal Academy chose to ignore that it was Lime Jello, despite the wobbly evidence.

And the truth will never be ever known that Lime Jello was at fault. Will there be justice?