The Little Yellow Bird. You Have The Right To Remain Silent ! Part 14.
Monday, January 17, 2011
I could see it now. My client has been arrested for federal crimes. Agents have him against a wall and one says, " You are under arrest ! You have the right to remain silent, and to have ,and attorney present during questioning."
I would not mind being a high powered lawyer. If I was in court defending a client I would wear black high heals , and nylon stockings. I would want a desk made of dark oak that is polished by lemon furniture wax.
I would need a glass of water on my table near me, but not too close to anyone that I am defending because you never know if that person you're defending could decide to pick up the glass, and throw it at someone. I would want a large police officer in the court room with us all.
I think I could pass a bar examination. It is really not as tough as it is made out to be. Cream always rises to the top. My parents did not raise a fool .
I would want to wear a pants suit. I would want a lovely white blouse, and lovely gold ear rings. My hair would be beautiful, a lovely soft brown.
Before I would drive my Mercedes to the court house every morning, my husband and I would have a nutritious breakfast. I would fix my hunk his delicious scrambled eggs with buttered toast. He would have a few tablespoons of grits, and a few small fried pork sausages, and a small teaspoon of blueberry jelly on his plate.
He would have a few napkins so that nothing would soil his perfectly fixed tie. He would have very nice polished shoes and wear nice black dress socks and gold cuff links on his pristine white dress shirt.
Our lovely little girls and little boy birds would hop along around the house cheerily and run to the kitchen and hug us merrily.
Every two weeks I would take our pay checks to our bank. The bank teller would say, " Good morning Mr's Yellow Bird, and what can we do for you this fine day?"
I would say, " I would like to make a deposit, and have a little cash on hand. Could you give me a one hundred dollar bill, some tens and twenties , and a few dollars in quarters with nickels and dimes , and have a radiant day my Dear."
My mama and daddy say I day dream a lot. My literary works are coming along nicely. One day I will have a Best Seller. My hunk and I will have a quaint cottage in New England, and I would like some beach front property with a view of lovely coconuts in trees.
My boy friend brought me and mama and daddy some sandwiches from the mall. There was a party by some corporate executives in one of the restaurants. My boy friend filled his little red wagon with party sandwiches and rolled it right out of the door. I heard our door bell ring and my boy friend said, " Get up folks, and put on your pajamas, I have some great food to bring in the house."
Mom and dad got up too. Mom gave my boy friend a darling hug, and daddy gave him a pat on the back.
I wonder if mama and daddy think I should give him sex. He deserves good sex because of the delicious roast beef sandwiches he brought , but I better keep my mouth quiet.
Man! I can't wait to get married ! If I do not get married soon my tits and butt are going to swell up like balloons.I just know that hunk of mine is packing some darn great home making gear.
Plus he is always ready to jump my bones. I am looking forward to filling our future nest with lots of chick eggs. Boy are we going to have a busy life, and a lot of mouths to feed. He better work hard , that's all I can say. I will have my hands full as a home maker trying to keep the washing machine still if it is not balanced right on the floor.
God Bless Everyone