#beard juror

[askaceattorney]

(Previous Letter)

Dear dawsongfg,

Ain’t nothin’ too relaxin’ goin’ on at my work venue.  I’d pay ya ten shillings if ya could get anyone to fall sleep anywhere there’s road work happenin’.  I’ll even give ‘em ear plugs.

-Juror 5

[askaceattorney]

Dear Worky,

A man who doesn’t work doesn’t live!  Neither do his wife and kid!  Got it?

You don’t think I’d work all hours of the day if I got a choice, do ya?  I had dreams of being a famous painter once.  Turns out dreams don’t pay the bills.

-Juror 5

[askaceattorney]

Dear Random Worker,

What do you mean, take them to “hang out”?  My kids are human beings, not pieces of laundry!  Got it?

I suppose you might think differently if you happened to smell ‘em.  They stink worse than the sewers some days.  May as well just let ‘em play there.

-Juror 5