A fortnight
Go for the juggler.
They’re calling themselves the Guard-Ians of the Galaxy.
But as anyone that has worked the night shift knows it can be a long and boring affair. No great threats to defend against. So this knight decided to improve himself, night after night he would bring books to read while he stood guard. Learning languages, math, philosophy. The smarter he gets the more he realizes that he will likely leave the world and be forgotten. In his depression he turns to music, learning instrument after instrument, style after style. Using his knowledge of math to create beautiful patterns and moving songs. He learns that it is they rhythm more than anything that draws people to a song and sets his nights to finding the rhythm that will be universally loved. Now, hundreds of years after his death, people the world over still remember Sir Cadian's Rhythm.
I don’t vax my floors. I don’t vax my chest hair, and I certainly don’t vax my legs.
Just so I can say, "Your honour!! My client clearly isn't a flight risk."
A Civil Serpent.
I’m raisin awareness
She prescribed me trans-and-dental medication.
Because he couldn't stand up for himself
The defendant who is a robot: "Guilty as charged"
Fort-hen
After taking a bullet to the knee, his friend wasn't as lucky.
A defend-ant
Others do them just for kicks.
The judge says, "You might as well take the stand. According to your record of thefts and the current larceny charges against you, it appears that you've already taken about everything else."
Jew-jitsu
Expecto Petroleum!
The plaintiff got X-posed
It was a brief case.
The plaintiff got exposed
A-bomb-in-a-bull!
Judge: Why did you bring a taser to your lecture?
Defendent: Well you see sir, I have a hard time getting up in the morning. But I’m not a big fan of soft drinks or coffee, so I thought the next best thing was to give me a good shock.
Defendant: Say-you-did-what.
Judge: What did you say?
Defendant: Thanks for reversing my sentence.
A cannabusinessman!
It was a brief case
I wasn't peppered.
we call the defendant quilty"
A skeleton crew.
My mom is not more than 5 foot, so we all tease her about being short. My daughter is now as tall as her, so in church my mom is introducing her granddaughter to some friends and says that she has to wear elevator shoes to stay taller than her. I chime in, "yes, sometimes her elevator doesn't go to the top floor." The couple lost it, my mom was stunned, my daughter laughing her head off.
GAVEL GAVEL GAVEL
So this is a true story.
I work a retail job. My friend neglected to properly put his Mustang in park in his space. It moved backwards across the lot and in to a customer's Jeep Grand Cherokee. Luckily for him, the damage was not serious.
Unlucky for him, all of my coworkers (and a few customers) proceeded to mercilessly roast him on the showroom floor.
Looking to me to defend him, he asked, "why don't you back me up?"
I said: "Back up seems to be the last thing you need, I'd just learn to roll with it, you might say I'm pretty neutral..."
I defended myself saying "I've barely scratched the Surface"
You know, the one where you smash watamelons.
Chester, the defendant, stood in front of the judge's imposing bench, waiting patiently for the reason why he was there. To further muddle the moment, he stared at items unfamiliar to him, at least in that context.
Perched on and near His Honor's desk were the following: A DuraLast Ultra in one car with a long, black cord stretching to another car, several alkaline D cells plugged into a black box, and lastly, a cell phone with its cord sticking into the wall.
Finally removing Chester's questioned look was his attorney leaning into his ear to whisper, "It's official, now: You're facing battery charges."
Because the earth is sick of the hypocrisy of the protesters who claim to be defending it.
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Our hero is rough, he's tough, he's made of mighty stuff, and he's been through many hardships.
Our hero lives in Marree, South Australia. He hears about a job opportunity in Darwin, so goes to his car to drive the 3,100 ks to Darwin. One problem, his car won't start.
This is no problem for our hero, because he's rough, he's tough, he's made of mighty stuff, and he's been through many hardships.
He walks to Darwin.
When he gets there, the bosses love him, and offer him the job on the spot.
"One problem," they say "The job is in Cape Town, and all air traffic has been halted because of the cyclones"
No problem for our hero. He's rough, he's tough, he's made of mighty stuff, and he's been through many hardships.
Our hero gets on the boat to travel the 11,000 ks to Cape Town.
Not far into the journey, the boat hits a storm and capsizes. No problems for our hero, he's rough, he's tough, he's made of mighty stuff, and he's been through many hardships.
He starts swimming.
In the open ocean, a container ship spots him, and offers to help.
"One problem," the captain says over the loud speaker, "There's no rope".
No problem for our hero, he's rough, he's tough, he's made of mighty stuff, and he's been through many hardships.
He scales the side of the ship bare-handed.
A few days later, they're attacked by pirates. One problem, he's unarmed and outnumbered
No problem for our hero as he is rough, he is tough, he's made of mighty stuff, and he's been through many hardships.
Our hero valiantly defends himself, gets some weapons, and is defending the bridge from all attackers.
He fights off the captain of the pirates, and deals him a mortal blow. One problem, the captain in his death throws, pushes our hero off the bridge, and he plummets towards the deck.
No problem for our hero as he's rough, he's tough, he's made of mighty stuff, and he's been through many hardships.
We came upon some other folks who were furiously tapping on their phones near what was, supposedly, an important location that he "owned".
My son, dejectedly, asked "My Pokemon are not very strong. Can you help me?"
I knelt down, looked at him and said "I am here to defend my Jim."
