I was also on another jury where a prevert had contracted genital warts from being a playa with inappropriate wiener placement. He went to a urologist and he prescribed some ointment for his affliction. Instead of applying it three times a day, this jackass decided to amp it up and go hourly. Well, he developed a rash and some burning sensations. He was suing the doctor for malpractice. The usual pain and suffering. You could tell during the voir dire that the doctor was pissed. We were going to have to look pictures of the freak’s bloated, reddened dingfod. The women on the jury were not enthusiastic. Fortunately, they settled and we didn’t have to view his unit.
I might have asked "Can I eat some popcorn while we watch the films?" and have gotten kicked off as well.