“Ppppppppppppppreeecious Lord!” Krude started to sing, which made Judge throw his hands in the air. “Take my hand!” He sounded like a goat screaming; all I could do was stand there in shock. There was no way they regularly dealt with him and his antics, and he hadn’t been committed. “Leeeeaad me on. Let me stand. I-i-i-i-i- am tired!”
This dude is sick
