Every time my corporations professor mentions partners prematurely withdrawing I can't help but snicker.
Law school wouldn't be nearly as much fun if I weren't twelve.
We are 3Ls - back in school and bitter as ever. While we all will be practicing in different areas after we graduate, one common bond unites us: we can't wait to be done. We come here to bitch and not do much else. So if you're looking for deep thoughts or insightful political commentary, find a different blog to read.
Showing posts with label overheard. Show all posts
Showing posts with label overheard. Show all posts
Land of Milk & Honey
I. Outline
- Since becoming a law student - I dream, think and live in and endless world of outlines. If you don’t care for posts in outline form – move on.
II. Overheard Today
- Student A: Did she think he was hot?
- Student B: Yeah. Hell yeah.
- Student A: Really? She thought he was hot but she’s also seeing someone?
- Student B: Yeah, but it’s not like she’s faithful. We could totally get her to do him
- Scalito: Are you guys freshmen?
- Student A: No but you’re a sophomoric (really - that's what he said. A sophmoric what? Never did tell me).
- Scalito (thought): Great comeback.
- Student B (in front of many other students): Hey, were just trying to get student C laid, settle down.
- Scalito (thought): Is this high school or a frat house? WTF.
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Who's Your Daddy?
In response to the question: "How can you tell who fathered the mule?"
Property professor: "It's not like his thing is going to glow red."
Hmm, if it did just glow red, wouldn't that save this country thousands of dollars in DNA testing?
Can you imagine how the paternity episodes on Maury would go:
Skinny ass, stringy-haired woman who looks like she's had a little too much coke: "You are my baby's daddy."
Even skinnier guy: "You lying slut. You were sleeping with three other guys. It ain't my kid."
Woman: "No, I weren't. You the only one. You knocked me up and need to pay."
Guy: "Shut up bitch. It's ain't mine." To prove his point, he drops his pants to reveal a non-glowing penis.
Maury: "Well, it appears that Dwayne is not the father of your children." Turning to the next guest, "Karl, did you father Twanda's daughter?"
The audience: "Take it off. Take it off. Take it off."
Well, I guess that wouldn't be all that different from Maury now.
Property professor: "It's not like his thing is going to glow red."
Hmm, if it did just glow red, wouldn't that save this country thousands of dollars in DNA testing?
Can you imagine how the paternity episodes on Maury would go:
Skinny ass, stringy-haired woman who looks like she's had a little too much coke: "You are my baby's daddy."
Even skinnier guy: "You lying slut. You were sleeping with three other guys. It ain't my kid."
Woman: "No, I weren't. You the only one. You knocked me up and need to pay."
Guy: "Shut up bitch. It's ain't mine." To prove his point, he drops his pants to reveal a non-glowing penis.
Maury: "Well, it appears that Dwayne is not the father of your children." Turning to the next guest, "Karl, did you father Twanda's daughter?"
The audience: "Take it off. Take it off. Take it off."
Well, I guess that wouldn't be all that different from Maury now.