I see. So I think if I just let my eyes graze down the text without reading too much in particular, I can imagine I’m in a courtroom gallery, and someone with neither attorney nor soap is standing up rattling off nonsense, while some well-pressed district attorney is cackling in her head, at a nearby table?

And that the judge is gonna throw this poor unwashed defendant right off Hell in a Cell, and plummeted sixteen feet through an announcer’s table.