The Ginyu Force, Attourneys at Law, present...
Case 001: Post Nasal Drip
Section 01: "William's Call"
It was just after lunch break in the law offices of Ginyu, Burter, Jeice, Recoome, and Guldo when the phone at ginyu's desk rang. These type of events were few and far between for the Ginyu Force, so Ginyu himself picked it up midway through the first ring.
"You've reached the law offices of Ginyu, Burter, Jeice, Recoome, and Guldo, this is Captain Ginyu speaking, how may we be of service to you today?"
The caller was a male, but had a nasal voice that annoyed Ginyu to Hell and back. "Yeth, thir, my name ith William, and-"
"What's your last name?", Ginyu interrupted.
"I'd rather like for that to remain confedential, thir, if you don't mind."
"O-of course not. Continue, William."
"Well, thir, I am obviouthly afflicted with potht nathal drip, but-"
"Obviously."
"...Yeth. Buuut...I've never had it prior to my...ethcapades ath a..."
"As a what, William?"
"Ath a... Mighty Morphin' Power Ranger."
"Sweet merciful crap." Ginyu was stunned. Could he actually be talking to one of the Power Rangers?
William continued. "You thee, thir, it ith my belief that my affliction wath cauthed by the lining in the helmetth that we Power Rangerth wore. I am extremeley allergic to cotton, and-"
"Allergic to cotton?!" Ginyu interrupted, again.
"Yeth. But I never found out until the nathal drip developed that there wath cotton in the helmetth!"
"Hmmm... I see. Well, William, I do believe that we have a case! Let's arrange a meeting to organize our case. How does lobster at Larry's on fourth street tommorow at noon sharp sound?"
"Oh, no, thir; I'm allergic to theafood."
Ginyu sighed. "Well, then, how about you decide the place?"
"I know a great juith bar!"
Case 001: Post Nasal Drip
Section 01: "William's Call"
It was just after lunch break in the law offices of Ginyu, Burter, Jeice, Recoome, and Guldo when the phone at ginyu's desk rang. These type of events were few and far between for the Ginyu Force, so Ginyu himself picked it up midway through the first ring.
"You've reached the law offices of Ginyu, Burter, Jeice, Recoome, and Guldo, this is Captain Ginyu speaking, how may we be of service to you today?"
The caller was a male, but had a nasal voice that annoyed Ginyu to Hell and back. "Yeth, thir, my name ith William, and-"
"What's your last name?", Ginyu interrupted.
"I'd rather like for that to remain confedential, thir, if you don't mind."
"O-of course not. Continue, William."
"Well, thir, I am obviouthly afflicted with potht nathal drip, but-"
"Obviously."
"...Yeth. Buuut...I've never had it prior to my...ethcapades ath a..."
"As a what, William?"
"Ath a... Mighty Morphin' Power Ranger."
"Sweet merciful crap." Ginyu was stunned. Could he actually be talking to one of the Power Rangers?
William continued. "You thee, thir, it ith my belief that my affliction wath cauthed by the lining in the helmetth that we Power Rangerth wore. I am extremeley allergic to cotton, and-"
"Allergic to cotton?!" Ginyu interrupted, again.
"Yeth. But I never found out until the nathal drip developed that there wath cotton in the helmetth!"
"Hmmm... I see. Well, William, I do believe that we have a case! Let's arrange a meeting to organize our case. How does lobster at Larry's on fourth street tommorow at noon sharp sound?"
"Oh, no, thir; I'm allergic to theafood."
Ginyu sighed. "Well, then, how about you decide the place?"
"I know a great juith bar!"