Death Row

Submitted by J.K. Baltzersen

Saturday, 25 April 2009

A convict on death row woke up the morning of his execution.

A prison guard came to get him.

Some time passed, and the convict started a conversation.

The convict: Could I please have a final wish?

The guard: That depends on what your wish is. What is your wish?

The convict: I would like to sing a song.

The guard: That shouldn't be a problem. How could we deny you your final song?!? Please go ahead.

The convict: A billion bottles of beer on the wall, a billion bottles of beer...


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