I don’t even know what to say, the gorilla was watching the trial through the door window, and he took the stand, because of course he did.
The bailiff waved him in, and the gorilla ducked through the doorway and plopped into the witness chair. Formalities were skipped. Nobody had the energy to figure out how to swear in a gorilla.
He grunted, gestured, and thumped his chest a few times. Everyone understood perfectly. The plaintiff’s lawyer nodded because the gorilla had just cracked the case wide open. The jury scribbled notes, they were unlocking the mysteries of the universe.
Meanwhile, the defense lawyer looked ready to retire on the spot. Objections were overruled, because why not? The gorilla had things to say, and this courtroom was here to listen.
When the gorilla was done, he stood, gave a polite bow, said “g’day” in a British accent, and left. The trial continued on.
