Scary Books
I'm facing two monster books on penal law. The exam is in four hours or so and I've spent the night doing some excellent cramming. The thing is, these books are huge, scary and dangerously funny. The bigger one has yellowed pages with small print and an insane amount of details, but the examples and the exercises... oh god. They're so funny it's distracting. Here I am, trying to analyze a homicide or rape case, and the author throws a killer funny at my face. Even the wording is sometimes so lyrical it's obsiously not taking itself seriously.
Quote 1:
"F. returns home after day at work only to find his ex girlfriend, M. ,at his doorstep, holding a small vial in her hand. F. lurks behind a tree, recognizing the liquid in the vial as the sort of thing really disappointed exes sometimes feel the urge to throw at their boyfriends' faces, and calls the police, claiming that a burglar has broken into his house. When the police arrives, F. doesn't clarify what the real circumstances are, letting A. from Special Forces enter the house expecting to find a burglar, not a pissed off woman with sulfuric acid at her disposal. M. throws the acid at A. thinking he was F., and so A. ends up sporting glaring smiliralities with both certain pirates (the one eye) and the Moon (the countless craters on his face)."
"The poor child was clutched by the greedy hands of the God of Doom and carried away to the Neighborhood of the Angels."
"...And then Mr. Dirty Hypocrit publically called his friend, Mr. Oblivion Oblivious, a donkey-faced reindeer, after Mr. Oblivion's request. As it was revealed later, however, Mr. Dirty Hypocrtit was the one cheating with his friend's wife."
It's like a soap opera screenplay on crack. How am I supposed not to laugh when an exercise starts with "Mr. You Shall Pay went..."?
=P
Quote 1:
"F. returns home after day at work only to find his ex girlfriend, M. ,at his doorstep, holding a small vial in her hand. F. lurks behind a tree, recognizing the liquid in the vial as the sort of thing really disappointed exes sometimes feel the urge to throw at their boyfriends' faces, and calls the police, claiming that a burglar has broken into his house. When the police arrives, F. doesn't clarify what the real circumstances are, letting A. from Special Forces enter the house expecting to find a burglar, not a pissed off woman with sulfuric acid at her disposal. M. throws the acid at A. thinking he was F., and so A. ends up sporting glaring smiliralities with both certain pirates (the one eye) and the Moon (the countless craters on his face)."
"The poor child was clutched by the greedy hands of the God of Doom and carried away to the Neighborhood of the Angels."
"...And then Mr. Dirty Hypocrit publically called his friend, Mr. Oblivion Oblivious, a donkey-faced reindeer, after Mr. Oblivion's request. As it was revealed later, however, Mr. Dirty Hypocrtit was the one cheating with his friend's wife."
It's like a soap opera screenplay on crack. How am I supposed not to laugh when an exercise starts with "Mr. You Shall Pay went..."?
=P