(It’s a reference to the courtroom dramedy film My Cousin Vinny, in which two innocent boys from New York driving throuth Alabama stop at a convenience store for groceries, one has so much food he’s carrying he sticks a can of tuna in his pocket, forgets about it by the time he gets to the register, realizes it’s in his pocket after they leave, and are then arrested for first degree murder. Joe Pesci ensues.)
Are all of your clients cats or just that one?
Just dese too yoots.
(It’s a reference to the courtroom dramedy film My Cousin Vinny, in which two innocent boys from New York driving throuth Alabama stop at a convenience store for groceries, one has so much food he’s carrying he sticks a can of tuna in his pocket, forgets about it by the time he gets to the register, realizes it’s in his pocket after they leave, and are then arrested for first degree murder. Joe Pesci ensues.)
Ah, of course! It has been far too long since I’ve watched My Cousin Vinny and I shall take this as a sign that it’s time.