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Defense Attorney

Discussion in 'The Powder Keg' started by GrayHair, Apr 10, 2002.

  1. GrayHair

    GrayHair G&G Newbie

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    Defense Attorney: What is your age?
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    Little Old Woman: I am 86 years old.
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    Defense Attorney: Will you tell us, in your own words,
    what happened to you?
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    Little Old Woman: There I was, sitting there in my
    swing on my front porch on a warm spring
    evening, when a young man comes creeping up on the porch and sat down beside
    me.
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    Defense Attorney: Did you know him?
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    Little Old Woman: No, but he sure was friendly.
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    Defense Attorney: What happened after he sat down?
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    Little Old Woman: He started to rub my thigh.
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    Defense Attorney: Did you stop him?
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    Little Old Woman: No, I didn't stop him.
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    Defense Attorney: Why not?
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    Little Old Woman: It felt good. Nobody had done that
    since my Abner passed away some 30 years ago.
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    Defense Attorney: What happened next?
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    Little Old Woman: He began to rub my breasts.......
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    Defense Attorney: Did you stop him then?
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    Little Old Woman: No, I did not stop him.
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    Defense Attorney: Why not?
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    Little Old Woman: Why, Your Honor, his rubbing made me feel all alive and
    excited. I haven't felt that good in years!
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    Defense Attorney: What happened next?
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    Little Old Woman: Well, I was feeling so spicy that I
    just spread my old legs and said to him......"Take me....
    young man... Take me!"
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    Defense Attorney: Did he take you?
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    Little Old Woman: Hell, no. He just yelled, "April Fool!!"...
    and that's when I shot he son of a *****
    > :assult: