I wish I had a video of the trial.
I was quite vivid in my description because it was a thing to behold, honestly.
The judge asked if I recognized the perp and I said “Well, let me see...his face was not the most notable thing about him.”
[courtroom giggles]
Then, his poor stupid wife stood and said he’d been in bed with her all night.
I said “Lady, I don’t know who you were in bed with, but it wasn’t him.”
Courtroom cracks up.
An hour or so of that.
Judge’s shoulders were shaking with suppressed laughter.
It was some kind of fun.
I still remember the perp’s name.
His lawyer thought he was Atticus Finch or something.
Puffed himself up for the coup de gras and sneered “You expect the court to believe that THAT big dog could actually curl up in the tiny bottom of a phone booth??”
/tells dog to down, dog curls up quite compactly
He thought he had me, there.
I’d written down his tag number and picked him out of lineup books 4 times, already.
Sheesh.