Red-Haired Stranger Willie took time out from watchin’ the bubbles in his beer to mosey on over to the Holy Land and snatch himself up a Holy Grail, but made a rootin’ tootin’ mess of his face when he drank from a false Cup of Christ. Pretty soon even a prairie dog wouldn’t lick up the mess that used to be Willie’s ol’ mush.
Nelson: Tomorrow he will steal you another one.
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