I won't object to your excited utterances.
Your booty is asking for some cruel and unusual punishment.
I might need you to take a closer look at these briefs.
Can I get your number? One call, that's all.
Wnna submit to binding arbitration?
You are crushing my heart, the way the rule against perpetuities crushes a contingent remainder.
You must be a mala prohibitum offense, because you have FINE written all over you!
Want to make some motions together?
Your body is 'ultra vires', it's beyond my power to control myself around you.
Are you a closing argument? Because you’ve convinced me to fall for you.
You must be a legal brief, because you’re concise, captivating, and to the point.
Are you an objection? Because you just overruled my better judgment.
You must be precedent, because everything about you sets the standard.
I’m no attorney, but I’d argue we’re a perfect match.
Are you cross-examining me? Because I feel like I’m under your spell.
You must be a contract, because I want to sign my heart over to you.
Are you a deposition? Because I want to hear everything about you.
My love for you is like stare decisis—it’s binding and unshakable.
Are you my law professor? Because I could study you all day.
You must be a judge, because you’ve ruled over my heart.
Are you a statute? Because you’ve codified everything I’ve ever wanted.
You must be tort law, because you’ve caused some serious emotional damage—in the best way.
I’d waive all my rights just to spend more time with you.
Are you an affidavit? Because you’ve sworn to steal my heart.
You must be habeas corpus, because you’ve captured my soul and brought it to court.
Is your name Justice? Because you’re what I’ve been searching for.
Are you voir dire? Because you’re selecting all the right qualities in me.
You must be a Supreme Court case, because you’re making history in my heart.
Are you a legal precedent? Because my feelings for you are unavoidable.
Are you legal research? Because I could spend hours poring over your details.
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