'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!'
