A big nothingburger, despite what you may have seen on the Fake News (who were clearly tipped off in advance, the craven cockroaches). The FBI raided my studio this morning and arrested me as if I were some kind of terrorist on charges stating I have repeatedly triggered multiple government officials “and other VIPS” in violation of federal law.
I thought it was the pizza delivery guy. They kicked open the door after one knock – then tossed in a stun grenade and it worked. I was stunned. When I came to, I was in jail. It wasn’t long before they took me before the judge and my court-appointed attorney had already arranged for bail.
I think I got lucky with this lawyer…he seems like a real go-getter, even though he’s an older gentleman. I see fierceness and bold purpose in his eyes. So that’s a huge relief.
Now I need to come up with the 500 whole dollars he fronted for my release. The feds obviously suspected I was a flight risk to pin me down for that kind of dough. But I hate to travel. I never sleep well in a strange bed and McDonald’s tastes the same everywhere you go. No, no. I’m back at home, like always. Where all my stuff is.
But trust me, I’ll never roll over against my favorite President, ever. And I’m still journalisming too. So we’ll see you in court, Mssrs Rosenstain and Muler! You pussies have picked on the wrong guy!
My Hotshot Defender
EARL OF TAINT 
You got this ;)
I’ll put up the 5 hunnert if you can get the recipe for Pecan Sandies from yer lawyer…
I’ve asked but he’s hiding in his magic tree.
If that’s your lawyer, you know what they say in the ‘hood. “You Be F*cked”
I think he may have recused himself without telling me…
Be thankful Mewler & Co. didn’t go the Swalwel route and nuke yer a$$ Earl…
Luckily, I was unarmed.
Here you go.
Nice, thanks.
If they do haul yer butt off to the slammer, your loyal Taint Army will be sure to visit you daily. Don’t count on Mister Nice Guy Jeffie to spring you, though.
Thanks Cousin!
I sewed a gold five-sided Taint to my black overcoat. Ready for the cattle car ride and a nice shower at the end.
Earl, the lawyer wasn’t court appointed. That was the manager at Jiffy-Lube who once played a lawyer on a soap-opera. We tried to get you a real one, but no takers. They all said NO WAY!.
One speed pedal to the medal, rock on you are the best. Thanks.
Scuba – You are not welcome to mess with anyone in the comments, period. Last time I’ll tell you.
Just before lunch and you were out of bed already?
Color me impressed!