Thursday, March 25, 2010

Where Have You Gone, Judge Crater?

A telltale sign that somebody is being judgemental is when they spend entire days garbed in judges' robes and wielding a gavel. D. Pullman is inured by now to such spectacles from his two biggest customers. He can only sit transfixed, arms folded, staring out into space, wondering why his professional career has come to this. His only solace will be the $175 he earns for the hour, with possible additional benefits if the Lockhorns' vaudeville skit is any good.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

tell me about,tranfixed.

Wings said...

She has either gotten so lonely she has taken to real-life role-playing, or she has just flipping lost her mind. The doc doesn't care, either way.

Mr. Beautiful said...

Wings: I would say the latter.