Max made his first court appearance last week in Richfield Township.
The guilty party: Mom, with traffic citation in hand for a minor fender bender that thankfully occurred while driving solo.
The strategy: Bring Max to 6 p.m. court date (ie. dinnertime) in hopes of potential fussing speeding along the process (no pun intended).
The plea: No contest.
The judge’s remarks upon approaching the bench: “My. That boy has a lot of hair!”
The conclusion: $105 in citation and court fees, and ogle-fest by the registrar’s counter spurred by Max’s ham act.
I've never been able to cry my way out of a speeding ticket. Apparently, Max couldn't cry your way out if one. Oh well!
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