“I’m 91. I’m 91. But I’m strong as the day I started workin’ in congress which was 19 and 81. I think Iowa was on the wrong side in the war that happened a couple decades before. But the Union won. What can ya do? Trump - God bless him saved us. Anyho - but I feel as tall as the corn in those days. Firm. Young. Tall! Corn. A man could like corn in special ways. Not like now with woke. Corn tall as the barn. Nothing better. Nothing bet—” And a slight breeze knocks him over. He falls in a strange way right onto his head.
An onlooker says “Is he dead?”
“I ain’t dead.” He proclaims. But right then he dies.
“I’m 91. I’m 91. But I’m strong as the day I started workin’ in congress which was 19 and 81. I think Iowa was on the wrong side in the war that happened a couple decades before. But the Union won. What can ya do? Trump - God bless him saved us. Anyho - but I feel as tall as the corn in those days. Firm. Young. Tall! Corn. A man could like corn in special ways. Not like now with woke. Corn tall as the barn. Nothing better. Nothing bet—” And a slight breeze knocks him over. He falls in a strange way right onto his head.
An onlooker says “Is he dead?”
“I ain’t dead.” He proclaims. But right then he dies.
Might be the funniest last words