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DEFENCE ATTORNEY:
What is your age, Madam?
LITTLE OLD LADY:
I'm 86 years old, Sir.
DEFENCE ATTORNEY:
Will you tell us, in your own words, what happended to you on the day in question?
LITTLE OLD LADY:
There I was, sitting there on my front porch swing on a warm spring evening, when a young man comes creeping up on the porch and sat down beside me.
DEFENCE ATTORNEY:
Did you know him?
LITTLE OLD LADY:
No, but he most certainly was friendly.
DEFENCE ATTORNEY:
What happened after he sat down?
LITTLE OLD LADY:
He started to rub my thigh.
DEFENCE ATTORNEY:
Did you try to stop him?
LITTLE OLD LADY:
No, I didn't try to stop him.
DEFENCE ATTORNEY:
Why not?
LITTLE OLD LADY:
Because it felt good. Nobody had done that since my Abner passed away some thirty odd years ago.
DEFENCE ATTORNEY:
What happened next?
LITTLE OLD LADY:
He began to rub my breasts.
DEFENCE ATTORNEY:
Did you try to stop him then?
LITTLE OLD LADY:
No, I did not!
DEFENCE ATTORNEY:
Why not?
LITTLE OLD LADY:
Why, his rubbing made me feel all alive and excited. I haven't felt that good in years.
DEFENCE ATTORNEY:
What happened next?
LITTLE OLD LADY:
Well, I was feeling so spicy that I just spread my old legs and begged that young man...
"Take me young man....Take me, take me!!
DEFENCE ATTORNEY:
And did he take you/
LITTLE OLD LADY:
Hell no, he jumped away, shouted "April Fools".... and that's when I shot the Son of a Bitch!!
What is your age, Madam?
LITTLE OLD LADY:
I'm 86 years old, Sir.
DEFENCE ATTORNEY:
Will you tell us, in your own words, what happended to you on the day in question?
LITTLE OLD LADY:
There I was, sitting there on my front porch swing on a warm spring evening, when a young man comes creeping up on the porch and sat down beside me.
DEFENCE ATTORNEY:
Did you know him?
LITTLE OLD LADY:
No, but he most certainly was friendly.
DEFENCE ATTORNEY:
What happened after he sat down?
LITTLE OLD LADY:
He started to rub my thigh.
DEFENCE ATTORNEY:
Did you try to stop him?
LITTLE OLD LADY:
No, I didn't try to stop him.
DEFENCE ATTORNEY:
Why not?
LITTLE OLD LADY:
Because it felt good. Nobody had done that since my Abner passed away some thirty odd years ago.
DEFENCE ATTORNEY:
What happened next?
LITTLE OLD LADY:
He began to rub my breasts.
DEFENCE ATTORNEY:
Did you try to stop him then?
LITTLE OLD LADY:
No, I did not!
DEFENCE ATTORNEY:
Why not?
LITTLE OLD LADY:
Why, his rubbing made me feel all alive and excited. I haven't felt that good in years.
DEFENCE ATTORNEY:
What happened next?
LITTLE OLD LADY:
Well, I was feeling so spicy that I just spread my old legs and begged that young man...
"Take me young man....Take me, take me!!
DEFENCE ATTORNEY:
And did he take you/
LITTLE OLD LADY:
Hell no, he jumped away, shouted "April Fools".... and that's when I shot the Son of a Bitch!!
