BY THE WAY, AND SPEAKING OF 1994, if you aren’t reading Executed Today you’re missing out.
Beavers may have embraced death, but that didn’t make him immune to the pleasures of the flesh.
Last meal request: Six pieces of french toast with syrup, jelly, butter, six barbecued spare ribs, six pieces of well-burned bacon, four scrambled eggs, five well-cooked sausage patties, french fries with ketchup, three slices of cheese, two pieces of yellow cake with chocolate fudge icing, and four cartons of milk...
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FDB #
“…yellow cake…”?
Short cut fail.
Liam #
Mate with that kind of last meal I’d be begging for a shortened half-life.
Fyodor #
Isn’t it funny how the good comments are so often already taken? You didn’t have to go far down the thread before you hit the reference to the last meal as the method of execution.
FDB #
Cue Jackson Browne…
She’s got to be somebody’s comment…
Fyodor #
Damn, ain’t that the truth: all the good puns are taken.
That song’s my only fave of Browney’s, I’ve got to say. No, not entirely true. I also like his collaboration with Clarence Clemons, but I gather I’m supposed to be embarrassed about it. Most. Awkward. Vid. Evah.
Make sure you read the vid poster’s introduction. Snark so sharp you could shave with it.
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