“Come 5th & I Will Give You Eternal Life.”

“When I ‘splain it to them, they’ll understand,” said Ram, his hoofs gripping his belt that didn’t exist.

His partner only murmured.

The lawyer paced back & forth before him.

“¿Do you have an idea as to who could’ve sucked up Coach’s toenails?”

Ram surveyed the audience till his eyes locked on his still-scowling partner. Sweat slid down Ram’s face.

“I plead the 5th.”

The audience was full o’ gasps.

Nobody has ever survived the 5th… but they say that if one does, one is automatically forgiven for all crimes.

“¿Are you sure you want to do that?” the judge asked as he pet his scruffy beard.

Ram nodded solemnly.

To be continued…


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