06-01-2010, 10:16 PM
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The Little Lawyer Who Could
There once was a lawyer named Shins Fritter. In the world of law, he had always been mocked by his peers for his miniscule hight. Every time he tried to defend his client, the judge would never take him seriously. Just about every case he had defended for was ultimately dismissed due to the entire duration simply being made up of height joke. Shins was sick of the treatment he received from everyone around him, and one day, he decided to do something about it.
The date was December 8th, 2009. Shins was set to defend a client convicted of murder today, and the jury was anxiously waiting to start to poke fun at him. After about three hours later, Shins still hadn't shown up to defend his client. The judge was about call off the trial until the next day, seeing as the defense attorney had still not arrived. Suddenly, the entire right side of the court room was torn open, and standing in the middle of the carnage was an enormous metal death machine, piloted by none other than Attorney Fritter. It grabbed and tore apart everyone in the room until the entire court was stained with the messy bloody pulp and sediment from the disfigured bodies that Shins had left behind.
And Shins was happy.
THE END
Well folks, that's all the yarn this ol' man has to spin.
Join us again next time for more fun at the campfire.
*Clap*
Classy.
Let's all gather round the warmth of the monitor light, because I have a story to spin.
The Little Lawyer Who Could
There once was a lawyer named Shins Fritter. In the world of law, he had always been mocked by his peers for his miniscule hight. Every time he tried to defend his client, the judge would never take him seriously. Just about every case he had defended for was ultimately dismissed due to the entire duration simply being made up of height joke. Shins was sick of the treatment he received from everyone around him, and one day, he decided to do something about it.
The date was December 8th, 2009. Shins was set to defend a client convicted of murder today, and the jury was anxiously waiting to start to poke fun at him. After about three hours later, Shins still hadn't shown up to defend his client. The judge was about call off the trial until the next day, seeing as the defense attorney had still not arrived. Suddenly, the entire right side of the court room was torn open, and standing in the middle of the carnage was an enormous metal death machine, piloted by none other than Attorney Fritter. It grabbed and tore apart everyone in the room until the entire court was stained with the messy bloody pulp and sediment from the disfigured bodies that Shins had left behind.
And Shins was happy.
THE END
Well folks, that's all the yarn this ol' man has to spin.
Join us again next time for more fun at the campfire.