February 19, 200323 yr Defense Attorney: What is your age?Little old Woman: I am 86 years old.Defense Attorney: Will you tell us, in your own words, what happenedto you?Little old Woman: There I was, sitting there in my swing on my frontporch on a warm spring evening, when a young man comescreeping up on the porch and sat down beside me.Defense Attorney: Did you know him?Little old Woman: No, but he sure was friendly.Defense Attorney: What happened after he sat down?Little old Woman: He started to rub my thigh.Defense Attorney: Did you stop him?Little old Woman: No, I didn't stop him.Defense Attorney: Why not?Little old Woman: It felt good. Nobody had done that since my Abnerpassed away some 30 years ago.Defense Attorney: What happened next?Little old Woman: He began to rub my breasts.Defense Attorney: Did you stop him then?Little old Woman: No, I did not stop him.Defense Attorney: Why not?Little old Woman: Why, Your Honor, his rubbingmade me feel all alive and excited. I haven't felt that good in years!Defense Attorney: What happened next?Little old Woman: Well, I was feeling so spicy that I just laid downand said to him..."Take me ...young man...Take me!"Defense Attorney: Did he take you?Little old Woman: Hell, no. He just yelled, "April Fool!" ...and that's when I shot the little bastard!
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