Defence Attorney

By: hanna Mood: dont know Date: 04/27/2007 13:03:26 Music: None

Defense Attorney:

Will you please state your age?

Little Old Lady:

I am 86 years old.

Defense Attorney:

Will you tell us, in your own words, what happened the night April 1st?

Little Old Lady:

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.

Defense Attorney:

Did you know him?

Little Old Lady:

No,but he sure was friendly.

Defense Attorney:

What happend after he sat down?

Little Old Lady:

He started to rub my thigh.

Defense Attorney:

Did you stop him?

Little Old Lady:

No, i didnt stop him.

Defense Attorney:

Why not?

Little Old Lady:

It felt good.Nobody has done that since my Albert died some 30 years ago.

Defense Attorney:

What happened next?

Little Old Lady:

He began to rub my breasts.

Defense Attorney:

Did you stop him then?

Little Old Lady:

No,i did not stop him.

Defense Attorney:

Why not?

Little Old Lady:

His rubbing made me fell all alive and excited.I havent felt that good in years!

Defense Attorney:

What happened next?

Little Old Lady:

Well,by then, i was feeling so "spicy"that i just laid down and told him"Take me, young man.Take me now!"

Defense Attorney:

Did he take you?

Little Old Lady:

Hell no!He just yelled,"April Fools!!"And that's when i shot him,the little basterd.