One crappy will for some lucky junior.

(Setting) in some law office where the dust is thick and the lights are dim.

Lawyer says "this brings us to our last item. and please forgive the language used in Mr. Lundell's will. I'm simply reading it as it was written."
"And to my friend, One lucky junior. I leave my 1972 Grand number two pencil. On the conditions that you don't chop off the top eraser like a damn nerd. Don't paint any flames on it like some white-trash hillbilly and don't wrap tape around it like some unforgiving turd. It just looks like hell. If you can refrain from doing that, it's yours."

"Soft music in the back ground."
Everyone wants a Grand number two pencil, gently as the wind blows. Laying in the sun, in a place called Rio. Everyone wants a Grand number two pencil. Softly say, it's ok. Grand number two pencil. She is gone away.   


Comments

  1. knowing you, i bet you do hae a 1972 pencil. dont give it to the juniors. they wont appreciaye it lo;

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  2. You don't get it, I was making fun of Gran Torino.

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