Blink on Crime Friday Funny: Indiana Lawyer Plays Oscar the Grouch
Jeffersonville, In– For an afternoon treat and break from the Anthonys for a few. Enjoy.
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Wilder, the attorney for the City of Jeffersonville, will not be facing any criminal charges, but the city will be meeting next week to discuss his future representation efforts on their behalf. Pictured here in a pre-Jaegar afternoon last week.
Reached for comment late this morning dressed in a bathrobe holding a glass of fizzing alka seltzer, “Wild” Wilder had this to say:
SSSh. Come in and dont turn the light on.
No, how the **** should I know? I know one thing, I will get that Son of a B**** back. He’s still pissed I schtuped that chic at our frat. Her eyes were too far apart and she wore her pants up to her rack, why the f**** would anybody think he’d care. Anybody think to ask where the f*** the picture came from? Morons.
Co-workers in the City Center, speaking to blinkoncrime.com on the condition of anonymity, offered this insight:
Maybe he was thinking about running the Garbage Division and he was doing research. You never know. You press are all alike trying to get the dirt on people. Wait, he was dirty.. HA HAHA I made a joke, you can quote me. Well, the funny part, not my name, I owe him $50 for getting me out of…. What the hell am I telling you this for?
A lawyer, in the garbage? Dude, thats like composte Carma right there.
Maybe somebody told him his concsious was in there.
Did anyone think to check his ass for writing? That’s the first thing I would do. Maybe it’s a gang of liberal Berkley types sending a message about the stench of the Legal community permeating their chi.
He was looking for my phone number, he’s been chasing me around for years. After I heard he settled that big case I broke down and gave it to him, he said he threw it out by accident.
All I know is that I am headed to Lowes right now to buy lids to all my trash cans. This guy could be “serial” you know what I mean? I don’t want my ass up in the air on top of 800 cat food cans on the front page. No Sir.
Don’y let that jerk off fool ya– he laid on the ground in that can until the press left rather than let anyone see him without that Vitalis soaked rug that was stuck to a KY coupon. He is so full of himself.