What is this supposed to mean? If he was the nicest kid in middle school, that she used to play football with, why wouldn’t she be surprised to see him there?

Exactly, what was she going to do? She has to maintain the decorum of the court. This probably isn’t her final hearing for the day, and how badly would she have been shredded if she lost control of herself on the bench?

Exactly. It’s so rare to see these nice, human moments in court. She maintained her professionalism which is necessary and got a chance to express her feelings. He was so overwhelmed the moment he made the connection and clearly this was an emotional moment for them both. If only more interactions between judges and…

I thought not was sweet too. Especially his reaction—he was clearly overwhelmed. I’m confused by people’s reaction about her being cold. She's a judge for gods sake, she has to maintain a level of professionalism. I liked how she talked about what a nice guy he was (and likely continues to be) and encouraged him for…

this is heartbreaking... i’m imagining them as kids playing football in a field on a summer weekend with nothing but bright futures ahead of them. i bet that’s what he recalled and why he cried. i hope he realizes that a criminal record/going to jail or prison is not a life sentence and that he can overcome his bad…

Why? What more could she have done or said while on the job? It’s an unfortunate and awkward situation, but I thought she expressed compassion while maintaining professionalism pretty well.

Well, it unexpectedly rained on my face. They clearly have so much friend love for each other and really meant something to one another. This is as mushy as a judge can get while doing her job and I’m glad she told him that what she remembers most is how nice he is. Seems like it really touched him and could be a…

I agree. She had to remain professional, but she reached that man by reminding him of a history they shared. Had she been cold hearted, the judge simply would have ignored all that, addressed his legal issues, and moved the docket. I found it touching and wish him well.

I would like to send an order of the crap dip to the table over there. The one with the lady that’s allergic to crunchy and the man that doesn’t know what scrambled eggs are.

I always applaud appetizer-based diplomacy.

The Boof Fallowing, brother of the Doof Warrior.

“he was a pasty, petty, insecure guy.”

My Southern born-and-bred mama was the QUEEN of throwing shade. I had a cousin (one of mama's "wild" sister's children, Bless Her Heart) who decided at a family reunion (the ONE TIME YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO KEEP YOUR SHIT TOGETHER, BARBARA JEAN) to drink a little too much and couldn't figure out how to open a door clearly…

I was eating at Chili's one time and the woman two tables over was popping a zit at the table while her friend held her compact mirror for her. After seeing that, I believe pretty much EVERYTHING is possible.

Oh, but they weren't really Christians THEN, so their debauchery was A-OK. But now they know all better and shit.

From John Blanford's Bio on Heroic Media.

Dear Bros,

I'm not a doctor, but it does sound like good old fashioned Ejaculate Conception

I wonder, how exactly would he have "fought for [the fetus]"?

I had just started dating this gal, and she got pregnant.