Welcome to the Judge John Hodgman podcast. I'm Bale of Jesse Thorn. This week, Mo'Ped

Upper Andi. Amanda brings the case against her husband Pat. They recently moved to a

new neighborhood. Amanda wants to buy a motor scooter to commute to work and get around

town. Pat says it's a dangerous idea, especially for his accident-prone wife. Who's right?

Who's wrong? Only one man can decide. Please rise as Judge John Hodgman enters the courtroom.

My jacket's going to be cut and slim and checked. Maybe a touch of searsucker with an open

neck. I ride a GS scooter with my haircut neat. I wear my wartime coat in the wind and

sleep. Justice, rain or me. Justice, rain or me. Justice. I've had enough of dance halls.

I've had enough of pills. I've had enough of street fights. I've seen my share of kills.

I'm finished with the fashions and acting like I'm tough. I'm bored with hate and passion.

I've had enough of crime and love, but not enough of bail of Jesse's thorn, swearing

them in. Please rise and raise your right hands. Do you swear to tell the truth? The whole

truth and nothing but the truth, so help you God or whatever. I do. I do. You swear to abide

by Judge John Hodgman's ruling, despite the fact that when he goes around town, it's usually

on a low rider bicycle. Yes. Yes. Very well, Judge Hodgman. That's how you get a custom

horn installed in your bike. I did. I did. And when I press a little button, I tend to

fall off. Not only do I have a custom horn installed on my low rider bicycle, but I also

had the doors to my bicycle. Well, did shut. So I have to get into and out of it through

the windows. Wow. So this is in old school. This is a bamba bicycle. It's been chopped.

Yes, it is. It is. Chopped and dropped and dropped. Pat Amanda, you may be seated for an

immediate summary judgment in one of yours favors. Could you let me know what was the

piece of culture that I referenced as I entered the courtroom, not when I was doing, but the

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