Check it out.
As they sometimes say over at Hoyden About Town: I have no words.
Actually I do have a few words. The hilarious line being taken by this man's lawyer is a defence based on the concept of diminished responsibility. That's the one that goes 'Well of course I raped, strangled and dismembered her, I'd had 19 Tequila Slammers, so it wasn't my fault.' It's the kind of thing that makes you think they haven't yet quite ironed out all the bugs in the judicial system.
I see from the last paragraph under the heading 'Discussion' in this handy Wikipedia entry that there's an urban legend regarding the alleged precedent for the line of defence being used in the nanna pants case: it's a kind of reverse version of the 'Twinkie Defense'.
In which the swishing Switzer goes full Pauline, Killer of the IPA offers
more Killernomics, and Our Henry, in being determinedly apolitical, ends up
being fiercely political (go Israel) ...
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It'd be a real tragedy for the pond if Lord Downer was dragooned into
running the Liberal party.
Opening the week with his ancient bleats nicely booke...
9 hours ago

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I love how blokes (and their lawyers) think it will fly when clearly they were sober (or otherwise regulated) and then - knowing what alcohol or sugar or drugs or lack of drugs does to their mood - they decided to drink (etc). Then anything that happens after the first irresponsible decision is ok.
Well, exactly. As though someone else had held them down and forced them to consume it.
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