Last Will 'n Test Mint
Created | Updated Jun 10, 2002
I leave my saddle to my horse, Betsy.
I leave my horse Betsy to Butch.
I got 27 votes what I didn't use durin the last 'lection, and I leave those ter the Celery. Sorry bout that boss, but I et too much beans an' couldn't get back ter the polls. An when I done get back I had ter pass Madame Kitty Jello's, an' that wuz distractin'.
I'm takin my guns wit me.
The Doc kin have my teeth. He's always tryin to yank em out anyways. Hope yer like em.
I'd leave all my loot ter someone only as I spent it all at Madame Kitty Jello's.
An Butch kin have my half a'the retirment home in Bolivia.
I ain't got no idea why I's writin' this, cuz I ain't gonna get killed anyways. An I don't know why I has to leave a mint fer testin' but Madame Kitty Jello had a whole bowl of em, so I jus took one a those.
An' none a this is true if I's still alive.
Signed,
The Sunjello Kid
Witnesses:
Thar ain't no witnesses. I don't never leave no witnesses. An' I kin see this jus fine by myself.