Wednesday, September 27, 2006

My Friends Rock

Friend #1: Let's see, you graduate in May. That means if things go as they should, you'll hopefully pass the bar by 2009. You should be able to find a job by 2011. And maybe by 2015 your employer may actually let you get into a courtroom. I can't wait for that day. I'll come and watch your trial. And when your winning, like I mean really winning, on the verge of that multi-million dollar verdict, I'll do something that causes a mistrial.
Friend #2: I want to get onto one of his jurys. I'd get on that panel and suddenly develop a case of turrets. Or maybe when we would get to deliberations I would only say the word 'Fuck'
Me: I wouldn't want you guys to do me any favors