ampndash Defendant! Stop clowning and sit down!
They can't stop licking their paws.
Me: your mother, why W: Stop acting like you're 12. M: (thinking) I dodged that bullet again.
He loves his pot.
A flat mate.
The defendant
Jury Foreman: Well...I guess I just look right at him. Why -- isn't that how you do it
Common sense.
Dry Humour.
He got crossed.