The prosecution slaps itself in the face and wonders if we are in 2008. The defense is like, "HA, MISTAKE, you're thinking of 2007," and then hangs its head in regret. The prosecution points out that you could put any year in there because apparently Carrie Underwood has a serious mullet addiction, and wonders sadly if someone in her life would please stage an intervention. The defense tries to save things by pointing out that at least she's consistent, but the prosecution -- after chortling that this dress kind of looks more like a mullet wearing an eyepatch -- notes that consistency breeds repetition.