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October 2, 2020
These motherfuckers are talking all over each other, like it's a chat over coffee at Starbucks (pre-COVID, natch). They think it's cute, and they're laughing like they're all buddies rather than lawyers who no doubt want to claw each other's faces off and tear the deponent apart like they would crack a soft-shell crab at a fucking bonfire shindig at one of their summer homes. I tell myself that the more they talk over each other, the more pages the transcript will be, which means I get more money. Still, I want to punch each one individually in the larynx.