Crabbles
9th May 2002, 09:59 AM
Defense Attorney: What is your age?
Little Old Woman: I am 86 years old.
Defense Attorney: Will you tell us, in your own
words, what happened to you?
Little Old Woman: 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 Woman: No, but he sure was friendly.
Defense Attorney: What happened after he sat down?
Little Old Woman: He started to rub my thigh.
Defense Attorney: Did you stop him?
Little Old Woman: No, I didn't stop him.
Defense Attorney: Why not?
Little Old Woman: It felt good. Nobody had done that since
my Abner passed away some 30 years ago.
Defense Attorney: What happened next?
Little Old Woman: He began to rub my breasts..
Defense Attorney: Did you stop him then?
Little Old Woman: No, I did not stop him.
Defense Attorney: Why not?
Little Old Woman: Why, Your Honor, his rubbing
made me feel all alive and
excited. I haven't felt that good in years!
Defense Attorney: What happened next?
Little Old Woman: Well, I was feeling so spicy
that I just spread my old legs and said to him......
"Take me.... young man... Take me!"
Defense Attorney: Did he take you?
Little Old Woman: Hell, no. He just yelled,
"April Fool!!"... And that's when I shot the son
of a bitch!
Little Old Woman: I am 86 years old.
Defense Attorney: Will you tell us, in your own
words, what happened to you?
Little Old Woman: 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 Woman: No, but he sure was friendly.
Defense Attorney: What happened after he sat down?
Little Old Woman: He started to rub my thigh.
Defense Attorney: Did you stop him?
Little Old Woman: No, I didn't stop him.
Defense Attorney: Why not?
Little Old Woman: It felt good. Nobody had done that since
my Abner passed away some 30 years ago.
Defense Attorney: What happened next?
Little Old Woman: He began to rub my breasts..
Defense Attorney: Did you stop him then?
Little Old Woman: No, I did not stop him.
Defense Attorney: Why not?
Little Old Woman: Why, Your Honor, his rubbing
made me feel all alive and
excited. I haven't felt that good in years!
Defense Attorney: What happened next?
Little Old Woman: Well, I was feeling so spicy
that I just spread my old legs and said to him......
"Take me.... young man... Take me!"
Defense Attorney: Did he take you?
Little Old Woman: Hell, no. He just yelled,
"April Fool!!"... And that's when I shot the son
of a bitch!