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“How does the defendant plead?”

Just then, the defendant got up and announced:

“Not guilty, your honor, on account of my wife not being dead after all!”

Before anyone could object, the doors to the courtroom flew open, and an obviously zombified woman walked in.

“My love!” said the defendant.

“Bees are cool.”

“What do you mean?”

He shows her the bee he’s holding.

“Well, look at this one.  Iridescent wings, yellow and black stripes…”

“You’re weird.”

“Out of all the animals I’ve seen, bees are the most beautiful.”

“I guess beauty really is in the eye of the bee-holder.”