He looked like a deep fried scampi in a cheap

He looked like a deep fried scampi in a cheap suit and he was my lawyer. He was Attorney Ackbar and I was his first client, I was facing

droid abuse charges. Ackbar called the plaintiff to the stand. "Mr. D2, you claim that my client forced you to perform hard labor. But are you aware that that's what droids do?"

"#%^&@#- ~|>]!!!" replied R2D2. Unfortunately, only the defendant C3PO could translate. "He says, Your Honor that he's evolved beyond that. My apologies.Most distressful".

This caused a riot amongst the crowd. The judge slammed down his hammer several times 'Order! Order in this court or I'll have you all removed!' R2D2 started to race around the

roboticist. The policeman kind of shrugged and grunted, "Iunno." He was a cop. What else was he gonna do? The robotocist cried over his destroyed robot friend in the courtroom.

His wife, who had just been transmogrified into a robot, comforted him. "My name is 905", but I believe in reincarnation." The judge, a monkey, was fairer than humans, they found.

And quite adept at formatting his opinions in APA format. The monkey judge's efficiency impressed the robot wife, and they shared small gestures during the trial. ETHICS ALERT.

Communication NOT permitted. Well that was it, I guess. Monkey Judge picked up his gavel and threw it at the witness box, closely followed by a torrent of faeces that he had appare

ntly horded while ostensibly perusing defense exhibits wearing a solemn expression. "Something stinks about this trial," hissed the second chair. The sentence was courtroom cleanup