when i was a yute, the kid next door, jerry cline, would go down the street to the castle and help the old lady who lived alone there, they've ruined the castle now with all the the new roofs and restored porches and paint, but then, we put eyeglasses and wristwatches on dead people.
when i am dead, dont paint me up, but be sure to leave me a bottle of wild turkey and my brahms.
when i am dead, dont paint me up, but be sure to leave me a bottle of wild turkey and my brahms.
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