“She’s a regularly guesting nanny. Like on Three’s Company. Remember that, judge? Or does your liquor-filled, incel, Scandinavian prude vagina-brain got you all twisted?” the funny and handsome lawyer, unlawfully being persecuted by the state for having too much fun, said nervously, but not too nervously because he had the unbridled confidence of his convictions.
The crowd, to every single one, was agasp. One woman, a proud black woman that also hated the incel Scandinavian prudes, who was sexy, stood up and began to applaud. One by one, attendees of the courtroom began to stand up and clap. What began as one, became many, one by one.
The prudish cunt that hit the wall a decade ago, unlike the handsome and monogamous lawyer, his nanny and monogamous wife, banged her gavel with her grubby hands, but to no avail - the crowd roared on and so began the bailiffs, the stenographer and, eventually, even the jury, including the stupid, incel Scandinavian prudes that had conspired with the government to punish the handsome lawyer for having too much fun.
- Nick of the d’Balldovilles
