Thursday, August 11, 2005

Here come da Judge...

I am off to my second trip to juvenile traffic court
the first one was 33 years ago
this time I go as parent/ guardian /advocate.

Seems my son grazed an old lady who was pushing a stroller
Which is no big deal, unless it is a sheriff's wife and the judges grandson.
Here is my legal strategy.
We dress well.
We look sober.
We smell clean.

(see I am way ahead already)

If that does not work - plan B.
Plead "whocares!"
and Run out the door.

its always good to give the fat bailiff some excercise

See you on the evening news....

2 comments:

Bar Bar A said...

waiting on pins and needles to hear the verdict

Live, Love, Laugh said...

what happened???? Did you go to jail or get out on bail??