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LITTLE OLD LADY
Defence Lawyer:
Will you please state your age?
Little Old Lady:
I am 86 years old.
Defence Lawyer:
Will you tell us, in your own words, what happened the night of 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.
Defence Lawyer:
Did you know him?
Little Old Lady:
No, but he sure was friendly.
Defence Lawyer:
What happened after he sat down?
Little Old Lady:
He started to rub my thigh.
Defence Lawyer:
Did you stop him?
Little Old Lady:
No, I didn't stop him.
Defence Lawyer:
Why not?
Little Old Lady:
It felt good. Nobody had done that since my Albert died some 30 years ago.
Defence lawyer:
What happened next?
Little Old Lady:
He began to rub my breasts.
Defence Lawyer:
Did you stop him then?
Little Old Lady:
No, I did not stop him.
Defence Lawyer:
Why not?
Little Old Lady:
His rubbing made me feel all alive and excited. I haven't felt that good in years!
Defence Lawyer:
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!"
Defence Lawyer:
Did he take you?
Little Old Lady:
Hell, no! He just yelled, "April Fool!"
And that's when I shot him, the little ba$tard.
No further Questions your Honour.
Defence Lawyer:
Will you please state your age?
Little Old Lady:
I am 86 years old.
Defence Lawyer:
Will you tell us, in your own words, what happened the night of April 1st?
Little Old Lady:
There I was, sitting there in my swing on my front porch on a warm spring evening, when a young man comes creeping up on the porch and sat down beside me.
Defence Lawyer:
Did you know him?
Little Old Lady:
No, but he sure was friendly.
Defence Lawyer:
What happened after he sat down?
Little Old Lady:
He started to rub my thigh.
Defence Lawyer:
Did you stop him?
Little Old Lady:
No, I didn't stop him.
Defence Lawyer:
Why not?
Little Old Lady:
It felt good. Nobody had done that since my Albert died some 30 years ago.
Defence lawyer:
What happened next?
Little Old Lady:
He began to rub my breasts.
Defence Lawyer:
Did you stop him then?
Little Old Lady:
No, I did not stop him.
Defence Lawyer:
Why not?
Little Old Lady:
His rubbing made me feel all alive and excited. I haven't felt that good in years!
Defence Lawyer:
What happened next?
Little Old Lady:
Well, by then, I was feeling so "spicy" that I just laid down and told him "Take me, young man. Take me now!"
Defence Lawyer:
Did he take you?
Little Old Lady:
Hell, no! He just yelled, "April Fool!"
And that's when I shot him, the little ba$tard.
No further Questions your Honour.