Little Old Lady in court......
>
> Defense Attorney:
>
> Will you please state your age?
>
> Little Old Lady:
>
> I am 86 years old.
>
> Defense Attorney:
>
> Will you tell us, in your own words what
> happened the night of April 1st?
>
> Little Old Lady:
>
> There I was, sitting there in my swing, on my
> front porch on a warm spring evening, when a young
> man comes creeping up on the porch and sat down
> beside me.
>
> Defense Attorney:
>
> Did you know him?
>
> Little Old Lady:
>
> No, but he sure was friendly.
>
> Defense Attorney:
>
> What happened after he sat down?
>
> Little Old Lady:
>
> He started to rub my thigh.
>
> Defense Attorney:
>
> Did you stop him?
>
> Little Old Lady:
>
> No, I didn't stop him.
>
> Defense Attorney:
>
> Why not?
>
> Little Old Lady:
>
> It felt good. Nobody had done that since my
> Abner died some 30 years ago.
>
> Defense Attorney:
>
> What happened next?
>
> Little Old Lady:
>
> He began to rub my breasts.
>
> Defense Attorney:
>
> Did you stop him then?
>
> Little Old Lady:
>
> No, I did not stop him.
>
> Defense Attorney:
>
> Why not?
>
> Little Old Lady:
>
> His rubbing made me feel all alive and
> excited. I haven't felt that good in years!
>
> Defense Attorney:
>
> What happened next?
>
> Little Old Lady:
>
> Well, by then, I was feeling really"spicy" so
> I just laid down and told him "Take me, young
>
> man. Take me!"
>
> Defense Attorney:
>
> Did he take you?
>
> Little Old Lady:
>
> Hell, no! He just yelled, "April Fools!" And
> that's when I shot him, the little bastard!
>
> Defense Attorney:
>
> Will you please state your age?
>
> Little Old Lady:
>
> I am 86 years old.
>
> Defense Attorney:
>
> Will you tell us, in your own words what
> happened the night of April 1st?
>
> Little Old Lady:
>
> There I was, sitting there in my swing, on my
> front porch on a warm spring evening, when a young
> man comes creeping up on the porch and sat down
> beside me.
>
> Defense Attorney:
>
> Did you know him?
>
> Little Old Lady:
>
> No, but he sure was friendly.
>
> Defense Attorney:
>
> What happened after he sat down?
>
> Little Old Lady:
>
> He started to rub my thigh.
>
> Defense Attorney:
>
> Did you stop him?
>
> Little Old Lady:
>
> No, I didn't stop him.
>
> Defense Attorney:
>
> Why not?
>
> Little Old Lady:
>
> It felt good. Nobody had done that since my
> Abner died some 30 years ago.
>
> Defense Attorney:
>
> What happened next?
>
> Little Old Lady:
>
> He began to rub my breasts.
>
> Defense Attorney:
>
> Did you stop him then?
>
> Little Old Lady:
>
> No, I did not stop him.
>
> Defense Attorney:
>
> Why not?
>
> Little Old Lady:
>
> His rubbing made me feel all alive and
> excited. I haven't felt that good in years!
>
> Defense Attorney:
>
> What happened next?
>
> Little Old Lady:
>
> Well, by then, I was feeling really"spicy" so
> I just laid down and told him "Take me, young
>
> man. Take me!"
>
> Defense Attorney:
>
> Did he take you?
>
> Little Old Lady:
>
> Hell, no! He just yelled, "April Fools!" And
> that's when I shot him, the little bastard!