my grandpas last words were " you think this dynamites to old to blow up "
my cousins last words were " hey grandpa whatcha doin with that old dynamite "
my nephews last words were " hey come take a look i found some of grandpas old stuff in the barn "
my grandmas last words were " never go full retard,just ask your grandpa " then she fell over in her soup.
my old mans last words were " denim and leathers what brought us together,it was you that set our spirits free " my old man was a big fan of cheesie 80s metal bands. what killed him you asked,he banged his head pretty hard. ( let me say it for you) aaahhhaahuhhuhuthatwasbaaad