Henry strode boldly into the radio station (well, he liked to think it was bold striding) and shouted through the stocking concealing his face, ‘give me all of your music and no one will get hurt’.
TAGS: Henry, music, radio, faceLadies and gentlemen of the jury, while the prosecution has just argued a most elegant case, it has been, nonetheless, and argument filled with wild and bold assertions, attempting to have you believe that the man here on trial, the simple man whose fate rests in your hands is a violent, corporate destroying pirate and an aggressive anarchist of the worst kind, whose actions threaten to unravel the very thread of this society, but let me remind you, lest you forget, lest we all forget, that this most ordinary family man, my client Henry, walked into that radio station armed only with an old cassette tape recorder and nothing else, and further, that when the batteries went dead in this antiquated contraption of his did not, I repeat, did not cold-heartedly reload those batteries as the prosecution has suggested, but rather, in a most polite manner, quietly asked the radio station’s receptionist if she had any D-cells in her desk.
TAGS: anarchy, fate, corporate, family, desk, jury, radio, elegance, trial, pirateAfter that day back in ‘77 when someone broke out the wing window of the Angel of Mercy’s Cutlass and stole the radio, things were never quite the same.
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