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HIDDEN LAKE ACADEMY,INC. FILES BANKRUPTCY
Anonymous:
Court is in session..The Honorable Judge Chicken Presiding..All rise.
Judge Chicken: Good morn'in ya'll.
All: Good morn'in ya Honor.
Judge Chicken: Okay everyone present, anyone stuck in the LGR? You have quite some day ahead of you Mr. Spongecake. We do hope you have taken that into account and used permanent make-up today.
Spongecake: Yes your Honorshit...ship, ship.
..Judge peers over his glasses...
Judge Chicken: Prosecutor ??? Identify yourself.
Prosecutor #1: Present your Honor, #1 Federal, Big Kahuna.
Judge Chicken: Good for you, you can piss on the little guy, while he sits in it. Defense?
Defendant attorney: Present your Lordship, Honor.
Judge Chicken: You may begin Mr. #1 Big Kahuna Prosecutor. By the way, you got nice chickens in Hawaii?
I love chicken. Have I told you about Ms. Jo Jo's chicken?
Prosecutor#1: yes, your Honor, yes to both. May the People begin?
Judge Chicken: As long as ya'll rap this up before noon, I got me another one of those free bar luncheons...
...Spongecake takes the stand... swears in with every extremity crossed...except the legs...
Prosecutor#1: We are going back to the Church Fund. Can you tell the court where it went? What happened to it? We would really like to clear this up, so we can get to the FTC violations this morning. Did it go up in smoke, I mean, what did you spend it on?
Spongecake: Yes, I guess you could say it went up in smoke, then again, I really don't know if it did or not.
Prosecutor#1: Are we talking records? It is my understanding, they were all shredded at your shredding party. Let us go back. You are being accused of
losing the Church Fund, and losing it and losing it and not just the fund, your mind.
Defendant attorney: I OBJECT your HON..ER..OR. Whether or not the defendant has lost his mind, is not on trial here, it has no relevance.
Judge Chicken: SUSTAINED COUNSELOR!
Prosecutor #1: I apologize your Honor... That is for another day, another prosecutor.
Judge Chicken: Well let me make something perfectly clear, I have about had it, another prosecutor, Federal?
Prosecutor#1:No ,State, mental health.
Judge Chicken: Well tell the SOB to take a freak'in ticket . Wrap this part up counselor, we know he didn't throw the Church in Mount St. Helens, at this point I dont give a rats ass if he did, but he didn't 'cause I know people, and he would have jumped in after it.
Spongecake: Your Honor, I really don't know where it went it was thrown in the kitty.
Judge Chicken: Now we are onto cats. I don't particularly like cats. Counselor?
Defendant attorney: Your Honor- ship, my client is being honest, it got mixed up with everything, it went in, it went out, .. He blames the accountant.
Judge Chicken: Well, for Gods sake, I don't want him in here. And how many bank accounts are we talking about?
Prosecutor#!: Judge,a shit load.
Judge Chicken: I like your honesty son. Arguments completed? Okay, well I rule the SOB basically threw it in the Pacific, so he could jump in after it.
We will give notice when we shall tackle the FTC .
...all rise...
Anonymous:
Court Convenes... The Honorable Judge Chicken presiding... all rise....
...Judge sachets in wearing sandals, proudly waving his hands...smiling...
Judge Chicken: Morn'in ya'll. I just want to thank Mr. Spongecake, your nail tech was a a creative whore. Everyone present?? Before we start, I would like to bring up what transpired in the other case yesterday, as it is pertinent to this case. Since I don't want to chat anymore, regarding the Church whereabouts, and since I figured out what happened to it, I will rule regarding this case.
Federal prosecutor #2: Your Honor....?
Judge Chicken: Latitude my Boy..
Defendant Attorney: I OBJECT!
Spongecake: I OBJECT!
Judge Chicken: I wouldn't. DENIED! Now as I was saying, I rule that the Church...Church, whatever, went into the Pacific, not into Mount St. Helens. It probably came ashore in Hawaii, then onto Tahiti, ending up back in Atlantis. They got chickens in Tahiti?? Counsel for The People, feel free to share this
with Prosecutor #1...the Big Kahuna. I only got as far as the Pacific yesterday. That is my ruling. Now let's move on to the FTC...
Prosecutor #2: At this time I would like to turn over questioning to my esteemed colleague....Esteem..
..Esteem rises..
Judge Chicken: Now I freak'in object!
Defendants attorney: I OBJECT, too your Hon...
Judge Chicken: Esteem? You 'are' joking.
Esteem: No your Honor. I am prosecutor #3.
Judge Chicken: and let me guess...you are from Tahiti...?
Esteem: Yes your Honor...
Judge Chicken: Look you cronies have to learn that one of you can try a case! I don't need all you suits taking up my time. This is my courtroom and the freak'in country is going broke because of people like you and this Spongecake! And what is this "esteemed colleague" shit? My name is Chicken, I, Lordy knows I love my chicken,but I ain't no chicken. Mr. Spongecake loves dick, but he ain't no dick, um, strike that. You get my drift Boy?
Esteem: Yes , your Honor. May I begin? The FTC case , Sir.
Defendants attorney: Your Lordship, it is almost noon.
Judge Chicken: Excellent point counsel. Ms. Jo Jo is making cornbread, special for me. We will break and pick up the FTC at 1PM.
..all rise>>
Anonymous:
--- Quote from: "2J5Y9KXV" ---ROFLMAO Thanks for the comic relief. Does everything have to be heard in Judge Chicken's court.
How could it be any better for HLA in Atlantis?
--- End quote ---
Since Atlantis is mythical and imaginary, it fits better into Bucchi's state of mind.
Anonymous:
Court convenes.."The Honorable Judge Chicken Presiding"...all rise...
Judge Chicken: Afternoon Gents, Ladies, I see we have alot more 'friends' this afternoon...CNN,MSNBC,FOX, DERANGEDO, gee Yancy Mace, is that you darl'in?
Even Saturday Night High Five? Gosh. Welcome to ya'll. I didn't expect this case to generate so much interest. I know ya'll didn't come just to eat at Ms. Jo Jo's, but I'll tell you, yesseree, she puts out some spread. Yesseree. Well, who we got this afternoon. Oh, yea, FTC. All present? Oh, Mr. Spongecake, can I call you Spongie? I had that stand brought in special for you this afternoon and that chair pad, raise you up a bit, to see your reaction and all.
Spongecake: ( smiling wide)Gee thanks your Holiness. Just what I wanted. (under breath )" I am so screwed"
Judge Chicken: Swear in defendant, Spongie. Okay Mr. Esteem Prosecutor #3 your up!
Esteem: Thank you your Honor. Mr. Spongecake are you aware of the Federal Trade Commission, the FTC?
Spongecake: It depends...
Esteem: Are you aware that you are in violation of FTC regulations if you falsely advertise and market something which you do not have? It is fraud.
Spongecake: No Sir.
Esteem: No Sir? No Sir what? You list the highest credentials, advertise all- in-one drop off service , market that you can fix any 'anomaly' known to man in HELL.
Judge Chicken: What the Hell is an "anooomalee"? Is that something catchy? (laughter) ORDER!
Spongecake: No Sir.
Esteem: Mr. Spongecake, you can offer none of these, because you have none.
Spongecake: Correct.
Esteem: Awe, we are finally getting somewhere. Would you please 'elaborate'?
Judge Chicken: (whisper to bailiff) What kind of language do they speak in Tahiti?
Spongecake: I did not list anything. I did not pretend to offer anything. I did nothing. My marketing and advertising people thought it would be an innovative' idea, pretty neat, huh!
Judge Chicken: ..(to bailiff) Now he's do'in it. He from Tahiti, too?
Esteem: Your Honor, the defendant is cagey, he wishes the court and The People to believe he knew nothing. It is the Peoples belief that he is one 'narcissistic'
SOB and wouldn't know the truth if it pissed on him. The People rest and ask for a swift resolution from your Honor, did he or didn't he know damn good and well what was being portrayed to an unsuspecting public regarding HELL.
Judge Chicken: There goes that guy again. ( shaking his head) Nar, narspitic?
Defendants attorney : (asleep, wakes up) OBJECTION!
Judge Chicken: To what?
Defendants attorney: To whatever I missed.
Judge Chicken: DENIED counselor. Spongie, it doesn't look good.The People are not happy with you and frankly whatever they seem to be saying, I am in agreement. Defendant will please rise, on that there stand, (looking over at darl'in Yancy Mace). Okay nice and proper, Mr. Spongebobcake, you are one sneaky little guy. I'll give you that much. But your number in this case is up and yes, you are screwed.
All: Thunderous applause. (Yancy Mace gives thumbs up)
Judge Chicken: (Bidding thank you to his flock, bowing) Okay Order! Thank you , thank you. Order... Alrighty,(exuberant) is Mr. Big IRS Kahuna in the court?
Mr. Big Kahuna, Prosecutor #1? what number is he? Yes! ( High fives bailiff)
Prosecutor #1: Yes your Honor.
Judge Chicken: Testimony and cross in the case of the IRS(For The People) vs. Spongecake will resume at 10 AM tomorrow. We kinda got to hurry this up, 'cause the State is coming down on my ass, taking all their glory and all. But Hell and damnation, those pussy's, they had 12 years and 'now' they want to expedite their hearings?, nice word, eh? Dinner is a call'in. Adjourned.
...all rise...
Anonymous:
Court convenes…”The Honorable Judge Chicken Presiding”…. All rise…
Judge Chicken: Good Morn’in.
All: Good morn’in , your Honor
This has been some week! Shoot I have networks camped outside my house. The news is call'in this here "Sponge Gate". Everyone present? Good. Being that this is live, I want to make a statement. First, where is that damn ‘dictionary’ I asked for? Thank you. (reading a statement)This morning the defense felt the court is being too judge---mental? and asked for me to ‘recuse’, like that?, re—cuse myself from the IRS case before the court. (under breath)Big mistake, huge. That motion was denied. Now I want to make something perfectly clear, this court has no intention of lynching Mr. Spongegatecake. It is’ apparent’, like that?, he needs no help to that end. I would prefer to leave ‘that’ to the State. I never lynched anyone that I know of, you understand that, don’t you Mr. Spongegatecake?
Spongecake: Unfortunately for me, your Worship. (mumbling to himself) I am so deep in 'it'
Judge Chicken: Mr. Big Kahuna IRS prosecutor #1, it’s showtime! (to bailiff ) The dictionary?
Bailiff: It’s Hawaii, your Honor
Judge Chicken: (to bailiff) So get me one from Hawaii!
Prosecutor #1: The IRS will prove beyond a reasonable doubt that Mr. Spongegate, ah, Spongecake, willfully defrauded
the Federal government of millions of dollars in tax revenue by padding the corporate expenses, double- even triple dipping at times, claiming numerous expenses that were actually paid for by its clients, co-mingling of non-profit funds with for-profit funds, using non-profit funds for Mr. Spongecakes own gain
and thus, his own demise
Judge Chicken: ORDER!
Spongecake:..shit..
Judge Chicken: a truckload, to boot.
Defendant attorney: Can I object your Lordship?
Judge Chicken: I wouldn’t advise it…
Prosecutor#1: As you will note your Honor, we still have not received the defendants financials during discovery. It has been 5 years coming.
Judge Chicken: 5 years? Where have I been? Let’s see…JoJo’s, bar luncheons, bar dinners, skeet shoot’in, hunt’in, oh, yes and there’s my chicken farm…
Spongecake: I bought a chicken coup a few years back..
Judge Chicken: That I do remember reading about, but there were no chickens, right? Just green feed go’ in in and out of the ‘coup’
Proseuctor #1: Although we haven’t received Mr. Spongecake’s financials, the IRS data bank, proved itself more than helpful. I would like to submit all these 990’s, mark them as evidence. I would then ask the court to accept sworn testimony of clients that it was indeed the clients that paid for all the goods and services that Mr. Spongecake took as deductions. Then I would like to submit statements from 49 banks across the globe.
Defendants attorney: Objection. Your Honorship, the defendant did not sign those 990’s, did not write them up, nor did he file them.
Judge Chicken: Let me guess. The accountant did it.
Defendants attorney: Yes your Honorship, that’s right.
Judge Chicken: Counselor, that won’t fly here! Oh, yes, I go fly fish’in…maybe that’s where I’ve been. And you counselor are telling me… who signed the 990’s, other than the accountant?
Defendants attorney: His wife, Sir.
Judge Chicken: Wife???? As in Missus?
Defendants attorney: Yes Sir.
Judge Chicken: ( laughter in the court) ORDER! Counselor you wish this court to believe that Mr. Spongie over there has a wife?
Defendant attorney: Absolutely.
Judge Chicken: What ‘kind’ of ‘wife’? Is the wife present in the court?
All: Where is ‘she’?( everyone looking)
Judge Chicken: Where is she? What is her name? Will the ‘wife’ please stand and give her name and state where she is from?
Wife: (standing) Colossus, Sir, I am from Atlantis.
All: shock, then hysterical laughter.
Judge Chicken: Well, Glory be, you certainly are, um Colossus . I see. One thing for sure, I don’t have to give you no stand. And, I am glad we are back in Atlantis! (smiling) They speak ‘American’ in Atlantis?
Wife: No Sir, Greek.
Judge Chicken: Oh…I , I see.(peering over his glasses in disbelief)
Defendant attorney: See your Honor, his wife.
Judge Chicken: Is the accountant by chance here, too?
Defendant attorney: Yes your Honor.
Judge Chicken: His name?
Defendants attorney: There are two accountants your Honorship. Drillie Gay and Thorney Morbid.
Judge Chicken: Seriously?
Defendants attorney: Yes, SIR!
Judge Chicken: and the bank accounts? The 40…40 some left? Who’s holding them?
Defendants attorney: Colossus, Gay and Morbid.
Judge Chicken: Well, I have to give the three of you credit, ya’ll showed up. The defendant as your ‘spouse’?? and ‘your’ client, seems to be throw’in ya’ll under the bus, an RV to be clear. Not that it is any skin off my ass.
Prosecutor #1: Not so fast your Honor. Colossus, Thorney Morbid and Drillie Gay ….I would like to submit their sworn testimony as evidence that the defendant, through his tirades and tantrums forced them to sign the documents under extreme duress.
Judge Chicken: So ordered, let me see their testimony… Mr. Spongecake, they beat you to it, it is your ass that the bus appears to be dragging all the way to the FP. In light of all that has taken place this morning and being that it is an hour passed my lunch with darl’in Yancy Mace at Ms. JoJo’s, this is my ruling. Mr. Sponge – cake…please stand, no stand on your stand… The court is disturbed, not only am I late for the lunch of my Octogenarian, learned that one last night, sorry ass life, it appears you have tried to screw the IRS,THE PEOPLE and this court , not to mention your, ah,’wife’?? and colleagues. Your actions show no remorse, in true, nars..narspictic , that’s it, fashion. To say, you have stepped in it, big time, well, there is light in my life ‘cause there is one more sorrier ass than mine. I find for THE PEOPLE!
All: Cheers..
Judge Chicken: (Smiling for the cameras, waving, bowing) GOD BLESS AMERICA! (to bailiff) We are back in America, aren’t we? GOD BLESS MS. JOJO! Okay, folks, ORDER! Mr. Spongecake, you are remanded to the State for now, DA Namanama – goochi, I think he is from Japan, once he has woked , er, worked you over the coals and The State concludes it ARSON case against you… your ass is mine for sentencing, you little prick. Ah, Colossus, would you care to join little darl’in Yancy and me for lunch?
Yancy Mace: Will you share your manicurist Judge?
Judge Chicken: I would if you tell me what the HEll that is.
Adjourned.
..all rise…
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