Any hotties in your jury pool?

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Mainly a lot of retired tradesmen*. There was a cute Puerto Rican girl in a backwards pimp hat. She's already been selected, I'm still a below decks bozo at this point.

*Including this pair of geezers who seemed to know eachother. To pass the time I wound up in a discussion with them about Greyhound bus rides. One of them, with a crude tattoo of what looked like a small panther on the webbing of his thumb told me about riding home to New York from camp Lejuene, and when he came back his seat after a food stop had been taken so he moved to another part of the bus. Later that night after everybody was sleeping the bus careened off the highway and was literally sheared in half and the guy sitting in his seat had been speared to death by a piece of moulding that had come loose. And people wonder why I like hanging out in geezer bars.

FINAL DESTINATION 4: BUS OF THE DAMNED

I'm legally prevented from discussing about 75% of the last 6 years. NDAs are a bitch.

As your attorney, I advise all metachatters not to discuss the nineties for another ten years.

But, there was this one time... *whisper* ... nevermind.

You be the judge, jury, and executioner.

I've already broken my NDA. Fuck 'em.

Actually, I think the company went under.