The Prosecution Rests

If I am ever a big time prosecutor assigned to a big time case, I know what I would do. I would bring a bowl of banana pudding to the courtroom. When the defense lawyer says to the judge, "But your honor, this man has no evidence," a slight smile will creep into my face. I will take my key piece of evidence, and I will look at it. I will walk slowly around the courtroom, studying the defendant, the jurors, and the judge, all the while thoughtfully glancing at the evidence in my hands. With determination, I will walk to the bowl I brought and place the evidence in it. I will then say, "Ladies and gentlemen, the proof is in the pudding."