Today I was standing in the Attorney line at court (being a Paralegal, I don’t have to wait for service like you civilian peons), drinkin’ a Dr. Pepper, waiting for my girl Leslie to finish filing a divorce for me, and she leans over the counter and whispers, “You wanna hear the awesome drama today?”

Yes. Yes I do. “See all those Sheriff’s Deputys over there? They’re standing guard because over in the waiting room we have AN ENTIRE STREET GANG filing an injunction against harrassment against another gang.”

…I almost choked on my Dr. Pepper.

“Wait. The WHOLE gang is in there? FILING AN INJUNCTION? Do they have attorneys?”

“Nope. This is all their idea.”

“…That is both the least gangster and most gangster thing ever.”

(‘Cause the Boyz in the Hood are always hard/ come talkin’ that trash and they’ll take you to Court and have the Judge sign an Order requiring you to stay 500 feet away from them at all times...)