After a muggy Saturday afternoon of cataloging a 2 TB collection of Asian porn, is a man not entitled to a refreshing dip in his own swimming pool?
And should he fail to have his own swimming pool, should not an invitation to his neighbor's swimming pool suffice?
And should not that invitation come in the traditional verbal or written sense, should the man really permit himself to be hindered by such things as padlocked chain-link fences, selfish little bastard children, or the conventions of basic human decency?
These are the questions of our time, best left to great thinkers and philosophers.
And the magistrate at my hearing next Tuesday. Yes, she will definitely have some input.