Contracts is DONE!!! WHOOOO!
In celebration of this most auspicious occasion, here's something I stumbled across in the wee hours of the morning:
A priest was walking done the street one day when he saw a frog on the footpath which called out to him.
"Help me, help me.... I have been turned into a frog by an evil spell. The only way I can be transformed back to my normal self is to spend a night on the pillow of a man of the cloth."
The priest exclaimed, "I am a man of the cloth! Come with me!"
He picked up the frog and placed it on his pillow.
The next morning, in its place, was a handsome young man.
And that is the case for the defence, your Honour.
A priest was walking done the street one day when he saw a frog on the footpath which called out to him.
"Help me, help me.... I have been turned into a frog by an evil spell. The only way I can be transformed back to my normal self is to spend a night on the pillow of a man of the cloth."
The priest exclaimed, "I am a man of the cloth! Come with me!"
He picked up the frog and placed it on his pillow.
The next morning, in its place, was a handsome young man.
And that is the case for the defence, your Honour.