Obstructions of Justice

Please rise up to the very clouds, if you please. The somewhat honorable marshal will preside over the disorder of this court. You have been summoned, gentleman, on this very good Friday on the charges of dullness and lifelessness. The court will hear testimony that in no way is an excuse for such outrage. Take your oaths on the good book that I never returned to the library. The prosecution rests but only until sunset. For the week was arduous and energy is lacking from eat, read, sleep, repeat. The defense calls everyone off of the bench. All implicated must cast off all guilt, and all objections are overruled. Appeals are granted to absolutely no one. The way the court sees it the very existence of day and labor and girlfriends are nothing more than obstructions of justice for the working man. You are sentenced to fun and recklessness, and battle to improve your world. Bloodless civil war! Beer pong diplomacy! Silence the enemy with thunder! Inhibitions be damned. And so band of scoundrels, young only once, you must give back to the community by recycling your dozens of empty cans. This is a direct order-we shall have no order. No rules or regulations, only justice in its most primitive and hedonistic form for those who have earned it. Court is adjourned.