JUSTICE DONT WAIT

Is there really a point to Supreme Court sketch artists? The venue never changes. The judges rarely change. I doubt the interior decor is constantly in flux. The only thing that really changes is the audience of balding men and frigid women in muted earth tone suits. God forbid I don't get the full experience of the nerdlington with the glasses sitting in the back row, or what I can only imagine to be a Barbra Bush impersonator sitting there in red. GOD FORBID.





The title of today's post is brought to you 
by my new catchphrase, courtesy of Dr. Pepper 10:
All That Fucking Taste- Just Ten Calories!