Jest & Merlot
Did you ever wonder if a grand tragedy can be made out of a perfectly timed pie in the face?
Only if the audience is made of lawyers, because nothing screams tragedy like a custard‑filled contract gone wrong.
Ah, the sweet irony of a lawyer’s heart, drenched in custard—tragedy tastes this deliciously dramatic, doesn't it?
You could make a courtroom drama out of a dessert, but then the judge would just call it “unnecessary flavor” and send you to the break room.
So the judge hands me a gavel and a cupcake, and I’m left on the bench with a sugar‑spoon verdict. But what’s the point of a drama without the right amount of crumbs of doubt?
The only way to stir the jury's emotions is to drop a flour‑filled verdict—then watch them crumble like a bad soufflé.