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Defense Attorney:
Will you please state your age?
Little Old Lady:
I am 76 years old.
Defense Attorney:
Will you tell us, in your own words,
what happened the night of April 1st?
Little Old Lady:
There I was, sitting there in my swing on my front porch on a warm spring evening, when a young man comes creeping up on the porch and sat down beside me.
Defense Attorney:
Did you know him?
Little Old Lady:
No, but he sure was friendly.
Little Old Lady:
He started to rub my thigh.
Defense Attorney:
Did you stop him?
Little Old Lady:
No, I didnt stop him.
Defense Attorney:
Why not?
Little Old Lady:
It felt good. Nobody had done that since my Albert died some 20 years ago.
Defense Attorney:
What happened next?
Little Old Lady:
He began to touch my breasts.
Defense Attorney:
Did you stop him then?
Little Old Lady:
No, I certainly did not!
Defense Attorney:
Why ever not?
Little Old Lady:
His touching made me feel all alive and excited. I havent felt that good in years!
Defense Attorney:
What happened next?
Little Old Lady:
Well, I was feeling so spicy that I just laid down and told him Take me, young man. Take me now!
Defense Attorney:
Did he take you?
Little Old Lady:
Hell, no! He just yelled, April Fool! And thats when I shot him, the little bastard.