Let’s play Russian roulette. If you win, I give you a Colombian necktie.

When I lose control, I lose my cool and I pass the point of no RTN.

I cross-examined him and he double-crossed me but that’s fine; I’ll prosecute him one day and he’ll be sentenced to life without parole…with me.

Fine! He is being passive aggressive with me, and it’s gonna backfire; I’m gonna be active friendly.

He aimed at the lawyer’s heart but missed it. It was a mistrial.

You know your husband truly loves you when he calls you, “Money, I’m home!

When I pass the bar, you’ll be barred from bars but put behind them.

Lack of foundation.

He said he loves her more because she makes him smile. Fine! I’ll give him the Glasgow smile. Beat that, bitch!