Attorney: "Mr. Smith, why do you feel your wife is not entitled to one-half of the equity in the family
home?"
You: "Well, back in '52, me an' my brother Fred, he's my younger brother, that is, we was goin' down to
the County Fair in Pokeville, and on the way there we got a flat. So, I says to Fred that he needs to unload the
spare, but before we could do that, along come this feller, an' we got to talkin'...."
Now just so you know, the point where the judge lost all interest was right after the words "back in
'52". While you're wasting everybody's time telling your incredibly fascinating story about
something totally unrelated to the matter at hand, the judge is wondering if he could bend the rules somehow
so as to give you the death-penalty.
