There's a long-standing warrant for my arrest, too. Issued it myself back when I was still on the bench. Those were the days... Telling plaintiffs to "shut up," and all. Come to think of it, I still need to return the robe. (I sleep in it sometimes.) One time this nasty bitch of a woman comes before me with claims of "sexual harassment," and all. I told her to "shut up," and sentenced her to be raped. Rather fitting, I thought. Didn't hear from her after that -- I suppose I should call. Eventually, there were sufficient complaints alleging "violations" so heinous that I was forced to issue a warrant for my own arrest. Following standard guidelines, I'll likely be given a choice of wearing chemically-treated latex undergarments for 90 days or paying a $20 fine. Little do they know, I've been wearing said garments for the past year and a half, so I expect a clever lawyer could argue it down to "time served." Unless, of course, they find out about the robe.