Don't you guys have other things to do, like take a shower or eat cereal?
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The jester regrets to inform the random court the she is unable to attend the morning tribunal festivities due to continued thunderstorms, electrical glitches, and a dsl modem currently having emotional/idenity crisis issues.
The jester will return as soon as all issues are resolved.
In the meantime... baby blue speedo.
Defence, your cross examination? Um... defence?
*runs over defendants desk*
*runs back up to Judges bench*
It is completely unacceptable that your lawyer is sleeping in court Mr. YTK...
I repeat my request of new legal counsel based on the fact that he is drooling all over the desk and is generally known as "a slimy git" throughout the Random community at large. I move that we break for jello shots.
I provlamate and so ordain that Smarties Candy Money shall be the random legal currency of our fair kingdom. Whether one uses it to pay for RCMC products and services, or they simply have a seet tooth...it's all good.
A question, your majesty. What exactly is "a seet tooth.?"
Members of the tribunal, most heinous king, most noble jester etc, etc, etc....
I hereby give testimony on behalf of myself, hitherto known as MPG.... er...LDF.
It all started in a small town in 1962 when boys were boys and girls were too. Growing up on the farm, there were many animals. Of course, I didn't grow up on a farm, but that's entirely beside the point. Then came the war. And malathion. And the rest, as they say, is history.
But where is the amiguity? It is, in fact, over there...in a box. We could, I suppose, blame the gun manufacturers, the violence inherent in video games, the lack of warning lables on compact discs...but what is really the root of the problem?
I furthermore would like to make it perfectly clear that....that...th.....