Prisoner at the Bar

Submitted by j.w.

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Sunday, 8 May 2011

'Prisoner at the Bar - what can I get you?'

'Double vodka and coke my Lord.'

'Now, now. Nothing illegal old chap.'

'No it's Coca Cola your Lordship.'

'But you'll spoil the vodka, old boy.'

'If I might be so bold as to suggest it, my Lord, but would it be within the jurisdiction of the court if I should make up my own mind as to what I want to drink?'

'You impudent scallywag!'

'My Lord, how can I apologise enough? What a reckless fool I have been.'

'Now, now my fine chap - just give me the address of that flighty bird you had sex with on a swing in the Park and we will find you not guilty.'

'My Lord!'

THINKS. This fucking bastard is human after all and will be caught with his pants down!'

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