A lively case was in progress in the District Court at Lick Skillet. Judge Flannery was presiding, and on the witness stand was Tush Bumpass. "From where ah was standin'", drawled Tush, "Ah could see he'd backed 'er up agin' thet there wall, and ef Ah ever sawed a screwin' match, thet one wuz!" "Mr. Bumpass," the Judge interrupted, "I'd prefer that you not use the word 'screw' in the courtroom. Say 'intercourse' instead." Tush looked puzzled. "Intercourse? Whut's thet, Judge?" His Honor sighed. "It's a technicality of language that you're probably not aware of. Never mind. Please continue." "Well, like ah said, he had 'er shoved up agin' thet wall, an' he was... uh... intercoursin' 'er, an' he give 'er the crossjostle, the Chicago Stroke, an she let out with a holler thet..." "One moment," interrupted the Bench. "What is this, ah, Chicago Stroke, Mr. Bumpass?" "Well, thet's a technicality of screwin', Judge, thet yo

A lively case was in progress in the District Court at Lick Skillet. Judge

Flannery was presiding, and on the witness stand was Tush Bumpass.

"From where ah was standin'", drawled Tush, "Ah could see he'd

backed 'er up agin' thet there wall, and ef Ah ever sawed a screwin' match,

thet one wuz!"

"Mr. Bumpass," the Judge interrupted, "I'd prefer that you not use

the word 'screw' in the courtroom. Say 'intercourse' instead."

Tush looked puzzled. "Intercourse? Whut's thet, Judge?"

His Honor sighed. "It's a technicality of language that you're

probably not aware of. Never mind. Please continue."

"Well, like ah said, he had 'er shoved up agin' thet wall, an' he

was... uh... intercoursin' 'er, an' he give 'er the crossjostle, the Chicago

Stroke, an she let out with a holler thet..."

"One moment," interrupted the Bench. "What is this, ah, Chicago

Stroke, Mr. Bumpass?"

"Well, thet's a technicality of screwin', Judge, thet you're probably

not aware of!"

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