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At the courthouse this afternoon, one attorney to another:"I mean she's a prostitute, right? She's got to have naked photos somewhere."
Posted at 03:32 PM in Overheard | Permalink
God, I love the courthouse. That's prime eavesdropping territory.
December 01, 2006 at 11:03 PM
Hah! Maybe she was beaten up, and they need "before" photos for their evidence to prove damages...
Thanks for dropping by my blog! I can't say it's been an "ordeal," but it's been enough work to provide good incentive NEVER to gain the weight back! I love your tag line: "You don't win friends with salad." Ain't that the truth? I swore I'd never be one of those women who go out to lunch with coworkers and primly say "Just a SMALL side salad, no dressing." Ick! But a HUMONGOUS salad bar...mmm. I do have a friend who now delights in joining me for that, instead of heavier Mexican fare!
December 04, 2006 at 04:55 AM
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