Anti-Social Personality Disorder is not a mitigation defense. It it was, Affluenza Boy would be kicking back with a margharita right now.

But not enough mental issues to show that was disassociated form reality and didn’t understand the consequences of her actions. She knew. Oh, she knew.

“Get back in”

Well, they tried, but those texts sort of hung there in the courtroom like little arrows reading “Guilty” and pointing at her.

She looks like a heroin-era David Bowie persona. And not in a good way.

$uch $cholarship

I would sex, could sex in that place.

Thoughts On Not Screwing Up The Look Who’s Talking Reboot:

The favors the genetic parents. See INCONCEIVABLE/MISCONCEPTION, a pair of books written by the couples on opposite sides of a similar situation.

Fraternal

Carolyn Savage:

I wonder why he DIDN’T get that deal?

See? The room was SO crowded four people had to be squeezed together!

Not that there’s anything wrong with that!

Not jazzed? And here I was expecting a Sax solo!

Yes, we’re currently doing genocide one black body at a time. But after Maximum Leader Trump is re-elected, we’ll go wholesale!

In another dimension — one of mind.

Actually, in Victorian Times, that would be a “fainting couch,” an expression I’ve encountered on this site more than once.

Genocide.

“This motherfucker just wanted to kill someone, bringing up the music this boy was listening to is just a way for him to label him as “scary” and thus in need of killing.”