Grandpa Got Runned Over By A John Deere

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Grandpa got runned over by a John Deere

Walking home from the Moose Lodge Christmas Eve.

Now you can say there's no such thing as Santa,

But after suing John Deere, I believe...

He'd been a-guzzlin' old Jack Daniels

And smokin' that wacky weed-

He mixed it with his medication

And run off with some bleach-blonde named Bernice.

When we found him Christmas mornin'

We thought he had a heart attack.

But he had tar prints on his forehead

And incriminatin' hickies on his neck.

(ON HIS WHAT?)

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But we're all ashamed of Grandpa.

He took Grandma's death too well.

Started watchin' porno movies

And engaging in phone sex with Cousin Belle.

It's a better Christmas without Grandpa

Last year in church, he mooned the choir.

At first, we thought it was Alzheimer's,

But looking back, we realized he was wired.

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Yeah, I filed myself a lawsuit

And they awarded me two mil.

You know Grandpa didn't leave me nuthin',

But thanks to that old John Deere, he got killed.

Funny, all my friends and neigh-bras

Turned up on the grand jury,

(laughs) I bribed 'em like Johnny Cochran

Did when they set O.J. Simpson free.

GUIL-TY!

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