"Your honor, I'd like to petition to withdraw from this case.
I have been forced to listen to this simpering fat faggot for months now and no matter where I fucking went he would either follow along behind me like a lost autistic child or bombard me with phone calls in which he shrieked at me to arrest his toilet, impeach Chewbacca's wife Malla and son Lumpy, or indict Elon Musk for not banning the word fat on twitter.
He has approached me during work hours to demand I assist him in acquiring young african american children for his "basement project" and he has intruded on my house while I am eating dinner with my wife and children to and I quote "crash at your place while Nikki gets fumigated, you can sleep on the couch".
This backdrop behind me? It is not in-fact a zoom space background. I have used every last penny to my name to buy a one way ticket to the new Indian space station where I will live out the rest of my days knowing Mister Tomlinson is too fucking fat to fit in a rocket to follow me up here. I come to you a broken man who wants nothing more than to end this sad chapter of my life.
Please.....release me from this fucking nightmare."