An inmate on death row was scheduled to be put to death by firing squad the following morning. One of the prison guards asked the inmate if he wanted something special for his last meal. The inmate declined the offer.
Later, the prison guard asked the inmate if there was something special he wanted to do on his final day. Again, the inmate declined the offer.
The following morning, as the inmate was being put before the firing squad, the guard asked him if he wanted a cigarette and a blindfold. "No," the inmate said, "just get it over with." "Well, is there anything that I can do for you before you go?" asked the guard.
The inmate thought for a moment, then replied, "Actually, music is my life. One thing I would really like would be to sing my favourite song, from beginning to end, without any interruptions."
The guard nodded and agreed. "Go ahead," said the guard.
The inmate started, "One billion bottles of beer on the wall..."
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Apr 11, 2006 @ 12:38
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An inmate on death row was scheduled to be put to death by firing squad the following morning. One of the prison guards asked the inmate if he wanted something special for his last meal. The inmate declined the offer.
Later, the prison guard asked the inmate if there was something special he wanted to do on his final day. Again, the inmate declined the offer.
The following morning, as the inmate was being put before the firing squad, the guard asked him if he wanted a cigarette and a blindfold. "No," the inmate said, "just get it over with." "Well, is there anything that I can do for you before you go?" asked the guard.
The inmate thought for a moment, then replied, "Actually, music is my life. One thing I would really like would be to sing my favourite song, from beginning to end, without any interruptions."
The guard nodded and agreed. "Go ahead," said the guard.
The inmate started, "One billion bottles of beer on the wall..."
BrogstaApr 11, 2006 @ 12:38
Later, the prison guard asked the inmate if there was something special he wanted to do on his final day. Again, the inmate declined the offer.
The following morning, as the inmate was being put before the firing squad, the guard asked him if he wanted a cigarette and a blindfold. "No," the inmate said, "just get it over with." "Well, is there anything that I can do for you before you go?" asked the guard.
The inmate thought for a moment, then replied, "Actually, music is my life. One thing I would really like would be to sing my favourite song, from beginning to end, without any interruptions."
The guard nodded and agreed. "Go ahead," said the guard.
The inmate started, "One billion bottles of beer on the wall..."
BrogstaApr 11, 2006 @ 12:38
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