Back aboard the Touch-And-Go. . .
Sergeant Schlock. . . What an exciting opportunity you have provided.
Never before. . . not during law school, not during my six years in private practice, not even working as a Public Defender. . . Never have I been privileged to give a subordinate a "dressing down."
Such a momentous occasion deserves a diatribe inspired by tragic Melpomene, or perhaps comedic Thalia, framed within the gifts of Polyhymnia's oratory and rhetoric.
In that same Hellenic vein, I have mused upon the upbraiding to be administered, pondered the possible punishments. . .
. . . And found, to my lament this condign castigation must be meet for your particularly picayune patois.
You idiot. We are going to get sued for your little shoot-'em-up, and it is going to BREAK us.
No go to bed and dream of poverty. I've got work to do.
Well? How'd it go?
Massey beat me up with big words.