When I asked a hick, how they say I love you. He said, let’s go racing. When I asked him, what they say to their
future father-in-law. He said, shoot me
now. So I shot him to put him out of his
misery. Hey, its called a mercy killing
and he asked for it. I figured, why
should hicks have all the fun. Hey, he asked
for it.
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