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When are you going to let me go? I have an entire bevy waiting for their scheduled turns too, you know! Grrrrrrr.
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Well, if my services talents are needed at your place, guess I could see my way clear to staying a bit longer.
The rest of the bevy will hold for another week or two . . .
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Most likely collecting “recipes” and collaborating “concoctions” with which to poison the plaintiff/victim. Maximum sentence!
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Why aren’t these calling with dozens of tildes? I thought you had a penchant for planting evidence? Arrrgghhhh.
Judicial verdict:
Go to jail. Go directly to jail. Do not pass Go.
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Yes, you did a great job! My attorney team obliterated your testimony as having more holes than a shipload of Swiss Cheese, that’s all. The judge had a boat payment coming due that week, but that’s merely coincidental and completely unrelated to the visit made in chambers because no one would ever believe you’d attend the events outlined in your claim.
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You know, I could look into visiting you every now and then to whisk away the boredom and monotony of prison life, or if you’re especially nice to me, I could even speak with the Parole Board to get you out of there in record time. It all depends on how you play your cards . . .
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Er, um, in that case, my offers are withdrawn.
Please pretend that I never even mentioned them. (In other words, there’s no need to bother your busy, busy attorney with such trivialities. Grrrrrrr.)
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Well, there is that. (Grrrrrrrrrr.)
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