Hackneyed -adj - used so often as to be trite, dull and stereotyped.
Barmaid fears that her forthcoming (pretend) bail application is hackneyed. The same old stuff, trotted out for the bored (and probably irritable) Magistrate to stifle a yawn at. What it needs is bells and whistles, but alas, the 'Beak' probably wouldn't appreciate Barmaid's stunning little tap dance routine to round off the application, but instead will have to endure, "er unless there are any further questions, er no?, er well er, that's er it then er."
In attempting to be a smart arse, Barmaid has picked at the prosecution's evidence to unearth every little weakness and has gotten herself tangled up in reams of notes that are now far too long and far too complicated to have any sort of flow. But it's knowing what to chop out and what to keep, it all seems to be relevant, but it's just soooo long winded and complex and requires constant referral as to who did what, when, how, why. Oh dear, what looked to be a simple little exercise is turning out to be a biography of the life and times of Mr Petty Alleged-Wrongun.
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BM, you amateur. Don't you know it's not merely "er" but, rather "um, er". And smartarse. Yes, funnily enough what your group are all saying behind your back. If you must bring in your own make-up artiste and lighting crew, it might be nice to allow the others to share. And really, there's just simply not enough parking space outside the course centre for you to park your trailer. Why can't you just relax in the common room between performances like everyone else ?
Smart-arse, Smartarse, whatever.
Barmaid simply can't relax in anything that has 'common' as a prefix and instead has to resort to being trailer trash.
Anyway, you only hang out in the common room so that you can hiss, spit and scream "GET OUT YOU PLEBEIAN" at the confused and lost LPCer's who wander in there trying to find the library :-)
Indeed, with the proper student lawyers' room being on the fifth floor and the library on the second, it's easy to see how the poor dears get confused. Plus, I'm not sure the sign on the door is much use, given that they can't read. Perhaps, some sort of cattle grid type of contraption may be more suitable ?
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