"Now Lindsay's dance was over, I..." began Cody pointing at himself confidently as Owen pointed at Cody too, giddily "stuck my head into the office door, and I saw Kirk Robin and Buck Wing arguing... over by the parrot cage".

"What were they arguing about?" The defense attorney asked,

"I don't know," shouted Cody and eyed Owen maliciously, "But Buck Wing was sitting like a hot hamburger! He grabs Kirk by the neck see?" He demonstrated by using Owen by grabbing him by the neck and carried him away, "and drags him to the letterpress, see?" As Harold in the background grimaces over Cody's treatment to Owen. Cody brings Owen to the letterpress, "...then he conks him like this!" Again, he demonstrated by conking Owen's head with a mallet and the shoves Owen's head into the letterpress. "Then he says..." Cody said grandly, "'I'll squeeze the cider outta your Adam's apple', then he give the works like this". And turning the wheel on the letter press, Owen let a high pitched,

"Woo-woo-woo-woo! Woo-woo-woo-woo!" Cody continued to turn the wheel more ferociously,

"And he keeps turning and twisting..." then he stops, "And that ladies and gentlemen is how..". Just then the wheel starts to spin in the opposite direction at a fast rate making Cody turn around and get dizzy. Then the wheel flings up in the air and lands on Cody's head with a CLONK! This made Cody a bit dazed before putting his hand on his head and he shook it off. Owen slowly pulled his head out of the letterpress but he couldn't close his mouth, he could only make strange grunting noises. Cody grabs Owen's chin and conks his heads, this somehow work and Owen could talk again but he was most indignant.

"What's the matter? Ya wanna kill me?" He said annoyedly, the district attorney lost his patience and stood up firmly,

"Why, it's preposterous! When the police broke into the office, they found this woman, the defendant Lindsay Bailey, bending over the body of the murdered man with a revolver clutching in her hand."

The defense attorney stood up too, holding a revolver gun,

"Which only goes to prove that my client is innocent".

"Innocent?!" The district attorney spluttered angrily,

"Exactly and I'll prove it!" The defense attorney said triumphantly, he turned to the jury. "Ladies and gentlemen, the action of this pistol is so hard, it would take the strength of a mule to pull the trigger". He turned to Owen, "try it". Owen got rather insulted,

"I'm no mule!" He proclaimed,

"No, your ears are too short." Cody scowled as he poked Owen in the eyes, "C'mon".

"So I'm a mule", Owen whimpered,

"Pull the trigger". The defense attorney said. Owen delicately grabbed the gun very nervously, the defense attorney tried to reassure him. "Never fear, it's not loaded". Owen tries to pull on the trigger but he finds it harder than he thought.

"Hmmm!!" He facepalmed before chuckling a bit, "Nyuk, Nyuk". He tried both his pointer fingers which makes the trigger snap. The defense attorney was talking to the jury,

"How could Lindsay Bailey's frail little finger pull the rusty trigger of that instrument of destruction?" Owen looked to Cody happily,

"See, there was nothing it!" He pulls the trigger and there was a loud BANG! And the gun fires and hits the attorney in the rear.

"WAAUGH!" He screamed and land on top of an old woman, the woman mistook as a sign of affection. As the attorney winces in pain, the woman says in a sultry tone.

"Broad Lane, 9972, after 5:00". The attorney looked shocked, but Owen's fingers were both stuck.

"Woo-Woo-Woo, it's stuck! Help me" He panicked, and as the attorney tried to find out what's the matter, the gun turned upside down. Just then there was another loud BANG! And it shot off Cody's and Harold's ties, Cody turned at Harold indignantly.

"What did you do to my boutonnière?" He barked, just then Owen wobbled towards them with the gun still caught in his fingers.

"Give me that gun!" The defense attorney shouted,

"What happened?" Owen said cluelessly, the gun was aimed directly at Harold.

"Don't point that gun at me!" Harold said panicky and ducked. There was another BANG, and the gun shot off the toupee of the clerk. He clutched his smoking bald head as he looked like a volcano about to erupt.

"Woo! Woo Woo Woo!" Owen continued,

"Everyone man for himself", panicked Cody. Finally he got the gun off Owen's fingers and handed it back to the defense attorney, "there ya are boss". He then turned to Owen crossly, "You was called to be a witness, wasn't you?"

"Soitently!" Owen said happily,

"So was you," Harold said to Cody.

"What're you butting in for?" Cody grumbled and tugged on Harold's hair then turned back to Owen. "You're supposed to be a good one, ain't ya?"

"Well, ain't I?" Owen asked,

"Then, what are you disturbing the court for?" Cody tried to grab Owen's hair but it was so short that he couldn't get a firm grip on it.

"Nyuk Nyuk Nyuk Nyuk Nyuk", chuckled Owen. Cody tried to poke him in the eyes but Owen blocked it until Cody successfully poked him in the eye.

"Get going!" Cody barked, and Owen walked away before making a weird gesture at Cody. The jury muttered amongst themselves and when they turned around they saw Owen noisily chewing a piece of gum.

"Stop chewing that gum!" The judge shouted,

"Soitenly!" Owen agreed but when pulled it out, it was hard to hold because the gum was too sticky. Owen was stretching and kneading the gum which only made the judge crosser and crosser. Eventually Owen managed to roll the gum into a sticky ball.

"Will you throw that gum away!?" The judge shouted, and Owen casually threw it to his side.

"Look, I got rid of it!" He said happily, there was a low thump and Owen turned around. To his shock and horror, the gum hit Cody right in the nose. Cody looked like a volcano about to erupt as the jury started to laughed hysterically. Harold carefully grabbed a piece of paper from the judge's desk and approached Cody cautiously.

"Wait a minute, hold still. I'll get it". Then he grabbed Cody's nose hardly! Cody reacted in pain,

"Oww! Oh my nose!" Harold took the gum and paper and threw it on the floor and stomped on it for good measure. He then started whooping and cheering and beating his chest like Tarzan. He caused such a racket that the spectators stood up to find out what was going on. Cody grabbed Harold by the shoulder,

"Hey, you're in a court! Not the woods Tarzan!" He slapped Harold in the face and dragged him by the hair, "cut it out, come on". The judge banged on his gavel,

"Order in this court" he boomed, and everything was quiet again.