He was a woodchuck, mister, and he loved the land. He loved it so much he made a woman out of dirt and married her. But when he kissed her, she disintegrated. Later, at the funeral, when the preacher said: Dust to dust, some people laughed, and the woodchuck shot them. At his hanging, he told the others: I'll be waiting for you in heaven - with a gun.

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