Disclaimer: all mental damage suits are to be sent to your mom.
Edgeworth grinned, bunting a ball into the air. "Hey, Cody," he said pedobearishly. "How's it going?" So to the mall they went and they bought clothes and things and rings and a fine array. And there they kissed. It felt like that one time he did Maya's mom.
"Holy shit, man! You did her mom!?" Cody shrieked, frothing in envy. "That's hot!"
"Gee, thanks."
He was green with envy and pregnant with babies but then they bought lots of pretty lollipops, and they licked and licked. The "ice cream" was very fine. After finishing their ice cream, they visited the hot dog stand.
"Mmm, hot dog,." they moaned simultaneously. Edgeworth almost moaned with the thought of any phallic object. And more lollipoops. Lol, lollipoops. So cute are lollipoops. But yet so fatal and beautiful yet deadly. So crazed.
He looked like he had rabies or something, seriously. Except he wasn't foaming at the mouth or biting or killing anyone or giving anyone else rabies or being a raccoon.
All of a sudden, a red-haired young man leaped from a nearby bush.
"Hey guys! What up!?" He had mascara slathered on his eyes, and bling dripping from his hands. "M'name's Gaara-fo-shizzle-dizzle!"
"Gaara would you like a lollipoop?" asked Edgeworth, bursting in from the nearest portopotty. "I want lollipops because lollipops are beautiful. I wanna go to the candy shop and lick some lollipops." They were blueberry-licious. But then Edgeworth had an allergic reaction and he was rushed to the hospital. Evidently he had been poisoned.
Wright defended Hackins in court.
THE END, HOES.