Dear Legends,

Well, the morning started at 6 AM...sleep was covering our eyes and our entire bodies were broken. Today was the day of court...but before we enter into the precedings, we shall delve into the past.

Why are we going to court you may ask?

The answer is simple, the Santa Monica Police Department is complete retarded, they have substituted common sense with outright stupidity. I'm not sure why there people live like this, but to fine the street performers for some small things that would amount up to hundreds of dollars, is quite rediculous. Cator and I were surrounded by seven police officers becuase we were not using the right kind of battery. This was to be considered a fire hazzard, yet I fail to see how. We were using a wet-celled battery vs a dry-celled battery and that was our offense. Apparently the liquid from the battery could start a random fire on the concrete, especially if the audience would walk right through the act and accidently kick it over. The logic behind this has proven to be very similar to that of a rock, yet we had to comply since we are in Rome as the expression says.

The day of Court

The court was to start at 8:30 and we didn't intend to be late, so we booked it on a bus and found that to get there in time would present itself with some unique troubles. We don't actually know the area of Los Angeles that well yet, so to find the infamous Airport court was not the easiest thing to achieve, but a google map and a bus ride only left a few miles walk to actual building. We arrived, took of our belts , emptied our pockets and talked through the beepy machine. All the way at the ninth floor we waited to enter the courtroom, mingled with a few of the other "law-breakers" around and awaited our cases. We asked for a public defender, as law in the morning and us, don't mix. Our case came, we decided to just go with and plea no contest...the judge inquired as to what was the offense. When heard the reason behind it, he looked up with a face expressing: "WTF?" Nevertheless we did get fined and our court fees got waved...

So no jail for us Legends, and we can continue to make music...except this time with that fellenous tone of the intimitading "WET CELLED BATTERY MIS-USERS!"

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Jeandre Pretorius