Laura Babcock Murder Trial 11.22.17 - Day 20

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Millard puts up a photo of Laura Babcock, he now displays a photo of her for the jury.

Millard, asks "What about this girl?"

Ward-Jackson says he doesn't know her.

Millard, "Do you know an Elle Ryan?" -- we've heard Babcock went by this name.

Ward-Jackson again, "No."

Millard, "Are you aware if I ever did acquire ammunition for the 32 revolver?"

Ward-Jackson, "No."
by Shannon Martin 4:15 PM
 


Millard asks about Ward-Jackson's relationship with Smich's sister, "did you ever live in a shed next to that house? In the basement?"

Ward-Jackson says no on both accounts.
by Shannon Martin 4:13 PM

wtf??lol
 
I'm not concerned about Isho's testimony at all. He is a liar, a criminal and a punk. The jury will not believe his lies. He's saving his skin because he has to. They know who and what he is. They know what's right.

MOO
 
Admin delete if this violates copyright: MWJ and friends beat the crap out of butler (older down on luck ex-homeless) and put it online. Part of his butler-y duties. ABro pulls no punches in explaining that the chubby wannabe gangster is a despicable human being.
 
Millard has finished with his questions.

Thomas Dungey asks just one question, does Ward-Jackson know the song "Pocket full of stones?"

Ward-Jackson calls it a famous old school song.

Dungey is done.
by Shannon Martin 4:18 PM
 
Admin delete if this violates copyright: MWJ and friends beat the crap out of butler (older down on luck ex-homeless) and put it online. Part of his butler-y duties. ABro pulls no punches in explaining that the chubby wannabe gangster is a despicable human being.

That is very sad.
 
Justice Michael Code says to Ward-Jackson: "Good luck to you in your sentencing. You've got a big day in December. Good luck in your future."

"I think about it everyday," he says.

"I'm sorry I couldn't be of more assistance."
by Shannon Martin 4:19 PM
 
Millard has finished with his questions.



Thomas Dungey asks just one question, does Ward-Jackson know the song "Pocket full of stones?"
Ward-Jackson calls it a famous old school song.
Dungey is done.

I think Dungey has had a stroke.. No one in the courtroom noticed??
 
Justice Michael Code tells the jury court will resume at 11:30 a.m. ET Thursday, because there are legal arguments.

He says depending on the arguments, tomorrow may see the final witness for the Crown, a police officer who is not expected to be too lengthy. He'll "input some exhibits."

"It could be the end," Code tells them.

If so, Code says, the jury could potentially have a long weekend. He likes to give the Defence time to decide whether they will call evidence.
by Shannon Martin 4:22 PM
 
Pocket Full of Stones Lyrics

[Hook]
I gotta pocket full of stones (Hey motha****a) 7x

[Verse 1: Bun B]
When I first started back in 1989
I wasn't moving keys I was barely moving dimes
Started coming up fiends recognize my face
I was paying off the laws so I wouldn't catch a case
You want to freebase I got them hubbas for your *advertiser censored*
A boulder on your pipe and you can have a megablast
Cash went to stacks, then it went to piles
Thanks to the dope fiends hitting crack vials

[Verse 2: Pimp C]
Back in the days they used to run up saying Pimp C what ya know?
I tell em get this crack and get the **** away from me hoe!
Cause everywhere I went it became an instant cut
Cause they knew I cut them twentys and them big fat monkey nuts
A fiend gon' be a fiend, you can't change they *advertiser censored* I guess
So them motha****as tweak until they take a Brilo pad in they chest
Now they won't leave me alone
Cause they know I got a whole pocket full of stones

[Hook]
I gotta pocket full of stones (7x)
And they won't leave my *advertiser censored* alone



[Verse 3: Pimp C]
I bought a Cadillac dropped it to the street top
Got me a family and started pushin crack rock
Rock crack sho paid good in the city set'
Had a ****ing ho for every letter in the alphabet
Annie and Brenda, Carla and Dee
And a whole lot a fiends that used to suck my dick for free
(Bun B) Then what you did C?
I bought my first key from my babymommabrutha
I cooked the **** myself and started passin out them hubbas
Everybody in my faaamly was clockin loot
Sold my cadillac and got a lexus sports coupe
I gotta house on the hill gotta boat on the lake
Got a detail shop to cover up them duckets that I make
It's to the point where I don't see dope no more
Still smoke weed still drink beer and toke
Now the laws won't leave me alone
Cause they know all my got a pocket full of stones

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Bun B]
Living real smooth like Aloe Vera lotion
I'm selling crack rock, the devil's love potion
Three wheel motion on my buick park ave
Fiends used to smoke twenties, now they smokin slabs
Paid like a mutha****a clientele is growin
Geakin' so bad I got pregnant fiends hoin
Suck a dick and lick an *advertiser censored* just to get a bump
**** Black Caesar call me Black Trump
Pistol Grip pump in my lap at all times
**** wit other **** but they don't **** wit mine
Got my money totalled for a big time pass
17-5 I gotta bird on they *advertiser censored*
I put my boys down so they wouldn't have to rob
Now my click is coming up like the ****in mob
My workers got workers everybody making green
Gettin cash for putting stones in the pockets of the fiends



[Hook]

[Verse 5: Bun B]
Keys are moving daily, the product selling fast
Me and my C is makin money out the *advertiser censored*
This **** is gettin silly dope is so easy to sell
Pay everybody bail ain't no spendin time in jail
I gotta make the sales cause it's all about that green
Mo worker mo workers, my face ain't on the scene
My attitude is mean cause I keepin my respect
Ain't nobody out of line cause I got em all in check
I broke a cops neck cause he step outta place
Dead pig, murder 1 now I got time to face
The judge that sent me got capped by my C
And now his *advertiser censored* is sent up the river next to me
Four years pass and we back on the shoulder
Hit the cut with fifty, bought a nice fat boulder
Cut it to a nice fat pile of hubba tens
Got a pocket full of stones starting all over again
 
Millard has finished with his questions.

Thomas Dungey asks just one question, does Ward-Jackson know the song "Pocket full of stones?"

Ward-Jackson calls it a famous old school song.

Dungey is done.
by Shannon Martin 4:18 PM
Who else is now googling this? Why are there so many cryptic messages and loose ends here? So frustrating. Moo

Sent from my SM-T320 using Tapatalk
 
Millard has finished with his questions.



Thomas Dungey asks just one question, does Ward-Jackson know the song "Pocket full of stones?"
Ward-Jackson calls it a famous old school song.
Dungey is done.

I think Dungey has had a stroke.. No one in the courtroom noticed??

What is that anyway? Code for 'thanks for keeping your mouth shut?'
 
Who else is now googling this? Why are there so many cryptic messages and loose ends here? So frustrating. Moo

Sent from my SM-T320 using Tapatalk

Everyone likely!
[video=youtube;B7K9ryiIhss]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B7K9ryiIhss[/video]
 
Pocket Full of Stones Lyrics

[Hook]
I gotta pocket full of stones (Hey motha****a) 7x

[Verse 1: Bun B]
When I first started back in 1989
I wasn't moving keys I was barely moving dimes
Started coming up fiends recognize my face
I was paying off the laws so I wouldn't catch a case
You want to freebase I got them hubbas for your *advertiser censored*
A boulder on your pipe and you can have a megablast
Cash went to stacks, then it went to piles
Thanks to the dope fiends hitting crack vials

[Verse 2: Pimp C]
Back in the days they used to run up saying Pimp C what ya know?
I tell em get this crack and get the **** away from me hoe!
Cause everywhere I went it became an instant cut
Cause they knew I cut them twentys and them big fat monkey nuts
A fiend gon' be a fiend, you can't change they *advertiser censored* I guess
So them motha****as tweak until they take a Brilo pad in they chest
Now they won't leave me alone
Cause they know I got a whole pocket full of stones

[Hook]
I gotta pocket full of stones (7x)
And they won't leave my *advertiser censored* alone



[Verse 3: Pimp C]
I bought a Cadillac dropped it to the street top
Got me a family and started pushin crack rock
Rock crack sho paid good in the city set'
Had a ****ing ho for every letter in the alphabet
Annie and Brenda, Carla and Dee
And a whole lot a fiends that used to suck my dick for free
(Bun B) Then what you did C?
I bought my first key from my babymommabrutha
I cooked the **** myself and started passin out them hubbas
Everybody in my faaamly was clockin loot
Sold my cadillac and got a lexus sports coupe
I gotta house on the hill gotta boat on the lake
Got a detail shop to cover up them duckets that I make
It's to the point where I don't see dope no more
Still smoke weed still drink beer and toke
Now the laws won't leave me alone
Cause they know all my got a pocket full of stones

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Bun B]
Living real smooth like Aloe Vera lotion
I'm selling crack rock, the devil's love potion
Three wheel motion on my buick park ave
Fiends used to smoke twenties, now they smokin slabs
Paid like a mutha****a clientele is growin
Geakin' so bad I got pregnant fiends hoin
Suck a dick and lick an *advertiser censored* just to get a bump
**** Black Caesar call me Black Trump
Pistol Grip pump in my lap at all times
**** wit other **** but they don't **** wit mine
Got my money totalled for a big time pass
17-5 I gotta bird on they *advertiser censored*
I put my boys down so they wouldn't have to rob
Now my click is coming up like the ****in mob
My workers got workers everybody making green
Gettin cash for putting stones in the pockets of the fiends



[Hook]

[Verse 5: Bun B]
Keys are moving daily, the product selling fast
Me and my C is makin money out the *advertiser censored*
This **** is gettin silly dope is so easy to sell
Pay everybody bail ain't no spendin time in jail
I gotta make the sales cause it's all about that green
Mo worker mo workers, my face ain't on the scene
My attitude is mean cause I keepin my respect
Ain't nobody out of line cause I got em all in check
I broke a cops neck cause he step outta place
Dead pig, murder 1 now I got time to face
The judge that sent me got capped by my C
And now his *advertiser censored* is sent up the river next to me
Four years pass and we back on the shoulder
Hit the cut with fifty, bought a nice fat boulder
Cut it to a nice fat pile of hubba tens
Got a pocket full of stones starting all over again

Nice.......:sick::sick:
 
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