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Posted On: 08/05/2024 9:57:21 PM
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"any attorneys out there that might want to expound on
Who owns the CMV Patents?"
I'll take this one so Lionel Hutz can get his second dinner ordered directly to his mom's basement. Wouldn't want to interrupt calories 4,000-6,000.
First I took a look at my firm's Pacer database for anything saucy. Nothing really jumped out at me so I went to our secondary database, Gremlin. Nothing there either.
But I wouldn't be the board's resident legal eagle if I didn't have a few tricks up my sleeve. So I trained three raccoons to stand on each other's shoulders, put them in a trench coat, and slapped a wig and lipstick on the visible raccoon Terry in a crude attempt to pass them off as Sandra Day O'Connor. Then I had them enter the National Archives as Lady Day to dig up some dirt.
They found a file that would have exposed many high ranking officials in an illegal scheme to keep the American public in the dark, but what I didn't account for was the undeniable nature of raccoons. Those little bastards shredded those documents beyond repair.
Which sucks, because if we could figure out who owns the CMV patents we could guess the next eleven steps CYDY is taking with 99% certainty.
At any rate, I've been told that less is more so I'll end this here with no real conclusion for those seeking the truth. Which, I'm told, is stranger than fiction. Fiction, I'm told, is stranger than diction. Diction, I'm told, is an art I perfected in college to much acclaim from a couple sororities.
#Science
#BeReady
$ICYMI
Who owns the CMV Patents?"
I'll take this one so Lionel Hutz can get his second dinner ordered directly to his mom's basement. Wouldn't want to interrupt calories 4,000-6,000.
First I took a look at my firm's Pacer database for anything saucy. Nothing really jumped out at me so I went to our secondary database, Gremlin. Nothing there either.
But I wouldn't be the board's resident legal eagle if I didn't have a few tricks up my sleeve. So I trained three raccoons to stand on each other's shoulders, put them in a trench coat, and slapped a wig and lipstick on the visible raccoon Terry in a crude attempt to pass them off as Sandra Day O'Connor. Then I had them enter the National Archives as Lady Day to dig up some dirt.
They found a file that would have exposed many high ranking officials in an illegal scheme to keep the American public in the dark, but what I didn't account for was the undeniable nature of raccoons. Those little bastards shredded those documents beyond repair.
Which sucks, because if we could figure out who owns the CMV patents we could guess the next eleven steps CYDY is taking with 99% certainty.
At any rate, I've been told that less is more so I'll end this here with no real conclusion for those seeking the truth. Which, I'm told, is stranger than fiction. Fiction, I'm told, is stranger than diction. Diction, I'm told, is an art I perfected in college to much acclaim from a couple sororities.
#Science
#BeReady
$ICYMI
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