And For More Of That Unlikely Shit In Life...

Yesterday was the preliminary hearing for the DUI incident. We got to the court, sat in the very small waiting room with drunkfool, and then were taken in. The public defender was asking him all the standard questions. When he got to the charge list, DF interrupted with, "I was not behind the wheel at that time." I got all excited. Public defender and dumbfuck went out in the hallway to discuss strategy. Police officer said, "I don't believe it...he's actually going to contest the whole thing." DA shook her head. Judge said, "We may actually have to go to trial for this." Judge, DA, police officer, and Jason begin talking about jogging in marathons and about DF (while "I smoke dope, madam" friend pouted in back), because nothing sparks professionalism like small town legal matters.
We all get quiet to listen to conversation in hallway. DF is telling Public Defender an elaborate tale of how he was just innocently leaning against his car when Jason came out and starting yelling at him that he was going to call the cops on him. Public Defender explains that DF is indeed, a rather drunken fool, and it would not be smart to carry on with this.
DF and PD re-enter room, and PD tells the judge that he will be needing a waiver. PD asks DA what she is asking for, and she says the max (five days). PD nods, judge tells us we're not needed, and DA smiles and tells us it was nice to meet us. Whimwham.