LOLyourFace
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Previous Thread (I started a new thread here due to everyone fighting over there for some reason..)
So LOLyourFACE went to the district court thirty mins early, fully preparing to meet his impending doom. "You're to the 7th session room upstairs", the clerk lady said with a smile. LOLyourFACE was certainly LOLing at his own face now as he strutted upstairs slowly. He sat on one of the cold wooden benches that ran chills down his spine. He spotted several teens sitting there already but he bet none of them did 110mph and proceeded to picture himself kicking himself in the head once again.
"Hey, so what if the cop doesn't show up?" LOLyourFACE asked one of the chubby kid. "They still made me talk when my cop didn't show up." Just fvcking great, he muttered as he pictured himself giving a self-asskicking again. Minutes later, the magistrate showed up with one cop. LOLyourFACE paid special attention to the cop's name tag that read Williams. It wasn't the cop that pulled him over but it probably didn't matter."
Those two figures went into the court room then they called us in by name one by one, like we were some sort of prisoners of war. Each sessions were very short, LOLyourFACE could hear them muttering inside and it seemed like all three cases before him were dropped. They all came outside smiling as they breezed by LOLyourFACE.
"LOLyourFACE, come right in." The fat magistrate declared his fourth prey as he stuck his head out the door. 'Just fvcking great, here goes nothing', he thought. His heart was beating very rapidly, his palms were getting sweaty and his vision was actually blurry for a second or two as he walked inside. He was scared shizzless.
"Come closer." The fat magistrate spoke without looking or motioning. LOLyourFACE zeroed in like a paralyzed grasshopper before the spider. The magistrated looked even fatter than before now they were face to face. LOLyourFACE pictured the fat man adminstrating the ass-kicking to LOLyourFACE, both naked in a cold basement like a twisted scene from Fight Club.
"I am the fat magistrate, I am here by blah blah... to kick your.. blah blah" The man verbalized the formal speech but LOLyourFACE ears went deaf. He couldn't make out what the man was saying because he was too damn nervous. After the fat man was done, the Mr. Cop Williams followed by reading the speeding description. LOLyourFACE still couldn't hear them talk until his selective hearing picked up the magistrate's final triggering words, "Do you have anything to say?"
LOLyourFACE snapped back into reality and closed his eyes deeply. It was visible to the magistrate and the cop. That action was 75% serious and 25% acting as he desperately hoped to fish some sympathy out of the two. Then LOLyourFACE opened his eyes and spoke with a regretting yet confident tone:
"I just want to say that there is absolutely no excuse for doing 110 miles. It was an utterly stupid thing to do and nothing I say will make up for this." He paused, picturing the Fight Club scene again, then he resumed. "That being said, my car was brand new. It was 3am in the morning with no cars on the highway and I simply wanted to try how fast the car could go."
The silence fell into the courtroom. The magistrate probably couldn't believe LOLyourFACE's stupidity. After some long seconds that felt like eternity, the fat man spoke without any emotion. "Appeal denied, I am here by to blah blah.. continue ass kicking.. blah blah"
'Appeal Denied' was the only thing LOLyourFACE heard before his heard dropped. His vision went blurry as his selective hearing was back on again.
"....therefore I will take this bat and proceed to beat your... blah blah" The fat man continued to speak but LOLyourFACE couldn't hear anything....until he picked up the man's last words: "Do you wish to reappeal my judgement?"
Reappeal his judgement?!? That was a ray of hope. Sure, this absolutely meant nothing but to delay things and eventually face the issue again but that was all LOLyourFACE needed. Because there was no way in hell he could pay $650 now. Maybe he may live his life reappealing and reappealing, paying $20 each time but buying time was all he needed. Even if that meant paying way more than $650 on the long run....
"Yes I wish to reappeal." LOLyourFACE quickly responded, this time showing a bit of frustration as if he thought he was going to win. "Very well." The fat man said, "Go downstairs and pay the $20 fee and we'll see you in 8-12 weeks."
That was that. LOLyourFACE went downstairs with a rush of relief. The relief was absolutely in vain but LOLyourFACE didn't care.... he didn't care at all as he drove into sunset in his 2003 Mazda 6....
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So LOLyourFACE went to the district court thirty mins early, fully preparing to meet his impending doom. "You're to the 7th session room upstairs", the clerk lady said with a smile. LOLyourFACE was certainly LOLing at his own face now as he strutted upstairs slowly. He sat on one of the cold wooden benches that ran chills down his spine. He spotted several teens sitting there already but he bet none of them did 110mph and proceeded to picture himself kicking himself in the head once again.
"Hey, so what if the cop doesn't show up?" LOLyourFACE asked one of the chubby kid. "They still made me talk when my cop didn't show up." Just fvcking great, he muttered as he pictured himself giving a self-asskicking again. Minutes later, the magistrate showed up with one cop. LOLyourFACE paid special attention to the cop's name tag that read Williams. It wasn't the cop that pulled him over but it probably didn't matter."
Those two figures went into the court room then they called us in by name one by one, like we were some sort of prisoners of war. Each sessions were very short, LOLyourFACE could hear them muttering inside and it seemed like all three cases before him were dropped. They all came outside smiling as they breezed by LOLyourFACE.
"LOLyourFACE, come right in." The fat magistrate declared his fourth prey as he stuck his head out the door. 'Just fvcking great, here goes nothing', he thought. His heart was beating very rapidly, his palms were getting sweaty and his vision was actually blurry for a second or two as he walked inside. He was scared shizzless.
"Come closer." The fat magistrate spoke without looking or motioning. LOLyourFACE zeroed in like a paralyzed grasshopper before the spider. The magistrated looked even fatter than before now they were face to face. LOLyourFACE pictured the fat man adminstrating the ass-kicking to LOLyourFACE, both naked in a cold basement like a twisted scene from Fight Club.
"I am the fat magistrate, I am here by blah blah... to kick your.. blah blah" The man verbalized the formal speech but LOLyourFACE ears went deaf. He couldn't make out what the man was saying because he was too damn nervous. After the fat man was done, the Mr. Cop Williams followed by reading the speeding description. LOLyourFACE still couldn't hear them talk until his selective hearing picked up the magistrate's final triggering words, "Do you have anything to say?"
LOLyourFACE snapped back into reality and closed his eyes deeply. It was visible to the magistrate and the cop. That action was 75% serious and 25% acting as he desperately hoped to fish some sympathy out of the two. Then LOLyourFACE opened his eyes and spoke with a regretting yet confident tone:
"I just want to say that there is absolutely no excuse for doing 110 miles. It was an utterly stupid thing to do and nothing I say will make up for this." He paused, picturing the Fight Club scene again, then he resumed. "That being said, my car was brand new. It was 3am in the morning with no cars on the highway and I simply wanted to try how fast the car could go."
The silence fell into the courtroom. The magistrate probably couldn't believe LOLyourFACE's stupidity. After some long seconds that felt like eternity, the fat man spoke without any emotion. "Appeal denied, I am here by to blah blah.. continue ass kicking.. blah blah"
'Appeal Denied' was the only thing LOLyourFACE heard before his heard dropped. His vision went blurry as his selective hearing was back on again.
"....therefore I will take this bat and proceed to beat your... blah blah" The fat man continued to speak but LOLyourFACE couldn't hear anything....until he picked up the man's last words: "Do you wish to reappeal my judgement?"
Reappeal his judgement?!? That was a ray of hope. Sure, this absolutely meant nothing but to delay things and eventually face the issue again but that was all LOLyourFACE needed. Because there was no way in hell he could pay $650 now. Maybe he may live his life reappealing and reappealing, paying $20 each time but buying time was all he needed. Even if that meant paying way more than $650 on the long run....
"Yes I wish to reappeal." LOLyourFACE quickly responded, this time showing a bit of frustration as if he thought he was going to win. "Very well." The fat man said, "Go downstairs and pay the $20 fee and we'll see you in 8-12 weeks."
That was that. LOLyourFACE went downstairs with a rush of relief. The relief was absolutely in vain but LOLyourFACE didn't care.... he didn't care at all as he drove into sunset in his 2003 Mazda 6....
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