A courthouse...
Welcome to America. We used to be free here.
We refuse service to any number of people just because they're asstards and we don't want to deal with their demands and tantrums. Should they be able to force me to have to put up with them?
You all's argument is dumb and you're just being silly so you can look like you're oh so tolerant and gay-friendly. But this woman was in the wrong and her lawsuit is bull####.
...somewhere in California in the not too distant future;
"All rise"
In walks judge Vrail, mumbling to herself: "I wonder what manner of bull#### I'll get to enjoy in the interest of justice today?"
"Please be seated...
####tards "
"What was that, your honor?" asks the court stenographer.
"Nothing, nothing, please proceed. Counselor? What is up the peoples azz today? Get on with it."
Plaintiffs counsel (PC): "Well, you're honor, ma'am, uh, you see, my client was denied services and, well, she seeks restitution...and..."
Da' Judge "Well, what the #### did she do wrong to be denied services, huh?"
PC; "I move to strike, your honor! You can't say that! You're badgering the witness, err, the plaintiff!"
"Keep your shirt on, OK, recorder, strike the f bomb. I'm trying cut back, OK? So, what happened?" as she lights up a smoke and exhales deeply...
"Well, these doctors are denying her the right to a full life as a mother!"
Da Judge "And she's complaining? Let me tell you sis, have that thing sewn up now lest you get drunk one night and things go a bit awry. No'm saying?"
"You're honor! My client seeks redress!"
"Ok, ok. Sit down and shut up. Defense? WTF?"
DC "Well, your honor, you see, my clients don't like no queers. They say Baby Jesus wouldn't inseminate nobody let alone some bull dyke..."
Plaintiff "Hey! #### you, azzhole! That's why I hate men! Prick!"
DJ (dah Judge) "Sit down, you! I hear what you're saying and believe me, I don't blame you, but, this is my court room, biya. Shut up!"
DC "So, anyway, your honor, and may I see you look lovely today. Is that a new riding crop, your honor? Very nice..."
DJ "Won't work, Johnny, your dead, remember? Get on with it..."
DC (Johnny Cochran's ghost) "Yes, well, you do look good, momma! So, those pagans over there want my clients to debase themselves..."
PC "Objection, your honor! My client simply says..."
DJ "Would you sit down and shut the hell up? Jeez. No wonder they refused her. Whinny, crybaby..."
JC "Well, your honor, you see how they are?"
DJ "Well, kids, here's the deal. It's beer thirty. You, you don't even want kids, so, send them a thank you card and get on with you LESBIAN life and be thankful. You guys. Next time, make up some excuse about how lesbians beat you up in school and you were traumatized and are scared you can't do a good job. Courts adjourned. Whose got my ####ing lighter? Dismissed."