dora the explorer
in the big smoke


Aug 1, 2007
in session

All rise!


We get to our feet as Judge Beer strides to the front of the room and takes his place behind the desk.  Then Pun, the defendant, is led through the center aisle by Officer Champ.

Judge: Please swear on the Bible.
Defendant:  I swear to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth, so help me god.
Judge:  On the charge of throwing stones at a coca cola sign, how do you plead?
Defendant:  Guilty, your honour.
Judge: Why were you throwing stones at a coca cola sign? 
Defendant:  I was angry with the Coca Cola Company.
Judge:  Why were you angry with the Coca Cola Company?
Defendant:  They killed my rabbit.
Judge:  How did the Coca Cola Company kill your rabbit?
Defendant:  My rabbit was run over by a Coca Cola truck.
Judge:  Why was your rabbit on the street?
Defendant:  My rabbit was not on the street.
Judge:  Where was your rabbit?
Defendant:  My rabbit was in my garden.
Judge:  Why was a Coca Cola truck in your garden?
Defendant:  It came into the garden to run over my rabbit.
Judge:  Why did it want to run over your rabbit?
Defendant:  Because I was throwing stones at the Coca Cola sign. 

Pun, Champ and Beer take a bow and there is a round of applause.  Then, as I point to the clock and wave them goodbye, my students are gathering up their pens and notebooks and  straggling toward the door.








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