Mood: celebratory
Topic: "Cain Not Able" (7)
Attorneys, succinctly, suck. Attorneys almost suck more than Texans; almost. Frodo calls to note the performance of a Limey named Piers Morgan who last evening completely denuded the overly slick and sucking amoeba who handles the defense of the woefully ill-prepared "Hermanator". Morgan, whose broadcast succeeds Larry King on CNN, attacked with both feet, and left the sucker, well, sucking wind.
Morgan dwelt passionately on the number of accusers, each of whom the "Hermanator" has dubbed "liar." Morgan thrust and parried, as little beads of sweat became visible at the very edge of the pancake makeup on the countenance of this barrister (please note that Frodo respects members of the bar for what they are, and refers to them, singularly and en masse, as "barristers" because he laments the fact that each and every one did not have a daddy).
This particular barrister was wearing a suit that cost as much as the $60,000 fees identified by Newt Gingrich as the hourly rate as "historian" for corrupt governmental mortgage lenders. It was quite pleasing to note the perspiration stains under his arms as Morgan reincarnated his attack-dog assault on the credibility of an ever-increasingly tense and pissed-off miscreant barrister. Morgan crossed boundaries more than once, further drawing the ire of the barrister, caring not that he trod on defendant rights, for his objective was to get "under the skin" of this sucker, and let him suffer his own discomfort under intense scrutiny.
Maybe, just maybe, there is at least one Englishman who isn't gay? Piers Morgan would be Frodo's British candidate for having cujones (which is more than he can say for Prince Harry).