*slowly enters Silleone's house*
Taz, grab that motherfucker!!
*with the help of the Tasmanian Devil, I knock Silleone out & put him in a good old-fashioned potato sack*
*Silleone wakes up*
*Rubs his eyes in disbelief as he sees who he is situated next to*
"Michael?", says Silleone.
"Yes, that's me. Would you like milk & cookies?", replies a shy Michael.
"Are we in court?", Silleone asks.
"Yes....tee-hee", Michael giggles.
"Why?" Silleone weeps.
BECAUSE YOU GRABBED EMMA'S CHEST YOU FUCKING KIDDY FIDDLER!!!