A cowboy and a biker are on death row, and are to be executed on the same day. The day comes, and they are brought together to the gas chamber.
The warden asks the cowboy if he has a last request, to which the cowboy replies, “I shore do, warden. I’d be mighty grateful if’n you’d play ‘Achy Breaky Heart’ for me as I’m goin’.”
“Sure enough, cowboy, we can do that,” says the warden. He turns to the biker, “And you, biker, what’s your last request?”
“That you kill me first.”
MaryAnne said:
Just ’cause they’re both wearing leather doesn’t mean they’re of like minds.
Karen said:
Baha, I’m with the biker.
Cassie said:
I agree with the biker
Kym Barry said:
oh yeah – definitely with the biker on that one – LOL
Renee M said:
‘The biker’ could be interchangeable with ‘the Irish guy I married’. The DH refers to the music I like as ‘That goat-roping shit’. I’ve offered to practice my goat-roping on him but he still won’t let me.
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EJ said:
I agree with the biker. I hate that song now and when it was the “it” song. Don’t get me wrong I love country music, the real country music though.
Penny said:
I am impartial to achey breaky…we used to play this as were drinking whisky & getting our cattle ready for the show!! So long biker..your loss!!