Red Handed

My client, BD, was minding his own business, trying to grill dinner for his family, when the defendant, one Miss Playette, approached the patio door and promptly locked it, requiring my client to call the Mama, who was upstairs, on her cell phone to come to his rescue.

The Mama did, of course, rescue him, but not before laughing - leading to much mental anguish for my client - and taking this photo, which I submit to you as Exhibit A.


We ask, your honor, that you find Playette guilty and sentence her to a lifetime of having to tolerate parents that really should know better by now.