Friday, July 31, 2009

off to get ink for my new motions, gonna print the shit out of them motions

My mothers has now made her four thousandth speech to some prospective judge. It would be tragic if she wasn't so funny and how this leads her to eulogize me pre mortem-- and despite all my adulthood her approval is bar none the only approval I really need.

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