Marcus Josephus McBridus Snailius, Custos Slimi (known to friends as JM Slime), of the pre-eminent Chenangus Slimery Castle, had a problem.
Every morning he awoke with the same miserable feeling: the goddamn suckers just would-not-leave! They lived in his head permanently, for decades and decades.
They are like a very big very bad penny coming back and back. He thought they were gone yesterday. Guess what - this morning they were back - AGAIN.
Fragments floated through his transparent nautilus shell like annoying little bubbles.
"...maligned defense counsel..."
Bubble.
"...not served..."
Bubble.
"...Judiciary Law § 14..."
Bubble.
"...Baby Hancock..."
Bubble.
"...old hag..." - that one was especially persistent - because of that, and that, and that, and, certainly, THAT - and that, too. That hag!! - really started to bother J.M. Slime's right eyestalk, and the left one, too.
Buuuuuuuubble.
Marcus J.M. Snailius growled.
"They just keep crawling back..."
The bubbles drifted lazily inside of his shell, refusing to dissolve.
Finally he made it to the Institute of Molluscan Behavioral Therapy.
Doctor Gaston Slug, M.D., Ph.D., F.A.M.P.
(Fellow of the Academy of Molluscan Psychiatry)
looked over his spectacles.
"Recurring intrusive memories?"
Marcus sighed.
"They just wouldn't leave."
Doctor Slug nodded knowingly.
"A classic case."
He opened a thick medical manual.
Treatment of Persistent Molluscan Obsessive Retaliatory Disorder
He raised one eyestalk.
"Step One."
"Drown the memories in slime."
Marcus nodded.
"I've tried."
Doctor Slug made a note.
Insufficient slime.
He calmly turned the page.
"Step Two."
Marcus leaned forward.
Doctor Slug lowered his voice.
"Drown THEM in slime."
Marcus stared.
"Them?"
"The source of the memories."
Marcus's eyestalks slowly brightened.
"...Doctor..."
"...that's brilliant."
Doctor Slug smiled professionally.
"I know."
"Would you like the Deluxe Slime Immersion Package?"
Marcus nodded enthusiastically.
By the time he left the Institute, the transparent refinery inside his shell was working at full capacity.
Fresh memories entered through the intake valve - right into the satisfactory foaming green slime:
Justice - bwomp-ya
RIP bubble.
Out of sight - out of mind.
Fairness - RIP bubble
Notice.
Service.
Truth.
Integrity. That one was the easiest to sink, being the tiniest of all.
Finally, after a great deal of delightful RIP-bubbling, hissing and filtering, one perfectly polished pearl floated out of the refinery.
It read:
WHEREAS, upon careful consideration of all relevant circumstances, and in the interests of the orderly administration of justice, fairness and protection of the integrity of judicial process, the Court finds that appropriate relief is warranted; accordingly, and for good cause shown...
Marcus Snailius smiled.
Now it looked official and finally - FINALLY - he can be really-really SLIME-HAPPY!!!!
Sir Snailius was SO VERY HAPPY with the results of the Molluscan Behavioral Therapy - he was completely HEALED - at least for now, before the appellicus and vacaturus insects arrive (maybe they will, maybe they won't - but the RELIEF is here, at least for SOME TIME).
So happy that he gave Dr. Gaston Slug typographically printed orders (100 of them, for now, not to undermine incentives for future therapy bouts, if needed) - saying "I APPROVE ANYTHING THE BEARER OF THIS WANTS" - in gold letters. With officially slimy, pleasantly glowing - and SMELLING! - signature and stamp.
And - Sir Snailius then spread his happy story across Chenangus Slimery and beyond... and beyond... for other snailiuses in other slimeries to learn and awe... and awe...
Dr. Slug sold a lot of these testimonials, as book covers for his exciting therapy promotion.
A Message from the Institute of Molluscan Behavioral Therapy
For over two thousand years, the Institute of Molluscan Behavioral Therapy has been the world's leading provider of advanced Slime Immersion Therapy for distinguished members of the gastropod judiciary, prosecution, and administrative bureaucracy.
Have unpleasant memories?
Do irritating blog posts keep floating back into your shell?
Do phrases like
"...maligned defense counsel..."
or
"...not served..."
or
"...you should recuse if all you want is drown them in your own slime..."
unexpectedly invade your thoughts?
Do you suffer from recurrent outbreaks of Judiciary Law § 14, default judgments, or persistent old hag syndrome?
You are not alone.
Thousands of highly respected mollusks suffer every day from Persistent Molluscan Obsessive Retaliatory Disorder (PMORD).
Fortunately, modern molluscan science has the answer.
The Deluxe Slime Immersion Package™
Our patented Slime Refinery™ technology gently removes unwanted memories while preserving the appearance of complete judicial objectivity.
Simply feed intrusive thoughts into the transparent refinery.
The system automatically converts them into premium-quality official prose.
Guaranteed output includes such classics as:
WHEREAS...
Upon careful consideration...
In the interests of the orderly administration of justice...
The Court finds...
Accordingly...
No conscience.
No fairness.
No unpleasant recollections.
Just smooth, professional, courtroom-ready language.
Testimonials
"The goddamn suckers just wouldn't leave!"
— Marcus J. M. Snailius, Custos Slimi
After only one Deluxe Slime Immersion Package™, The Most Honorably Slimy Marcus reported:
✔ Dramatically reduced awareness of Justice
✔ Near-complete elimination of Fairness
✔ Successful suppression of Truth
✔ Permanent disappearance of Integrity
Most importantly—
his official prose has never looked better.


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