Starman, please come to the white courtesy phone

...your brand of justice has been requested.

Attorney has 20 drinks alone at a strip club. He gets behind the wheel, does 80 mph in downtown, runs red light, instantly kills a deaf father of two. Police come to the scene. The attorney tells them, “I hope the guy has insurance to fix my car."

http://www.indystar.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=200770507002

And for proof that his callousness and propensity to flat-out lie aren't isolated occurances,

http://www.indystar.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20070511/LOCAL18/705110493

 

"Record, who turns 27 today, will appear in Marion Superior Court this morning for an initial hearing."

Happy birthday, you murderous drunk. Whatever happened to common sense?

 

This guy is a piece of work. I don't know him personally, but we have mutual acquintances. One of them went with Record on a relief trip to New Orleans last year. Record -- who is known to quote the Bible -- had sex with another relief worker in a Sunday School room at the church where the workers were staying.

He was also known to introduce himself as, "Terry J. Record, third-year law student."

 

Terry J. Record. Soon to be somebody's bitch.

 

Yeah yeah, sure sure, yadda yadda, blah blah, we don't fuckin' care.

Death.

And David E. Lewis, you get 6 months in the Indiana Institute of Pound Me in the Ass With a Broken Coke Bottle, for daring to utter that bullshit in public. Say hi to Bubba for us.

 

Someone can write the book called "For The Record". And the thing for Record, of course, will be prisoner penises, every hour on the hour.

Welcome to death for the dead, doucheass.

 

Wow. Mystery Meat just out-Starmanned Starman. I'm impressed.

 

Well-played, I must agree.

 

Terry Record, you are now:

 

um, yeah. surprise.