In 1961, as Mr. Johnston lie on his deathbed smoking his last Camel cigarette, surrounded by his wife Dorothy and his three adult children, he raised himself slightly and with his final breath uttered the following:
"If there is any preacher at my funeral, I am going to jump out of my casket and bite him in the ass!"
There was............He didn't.
"If there is any preacher at my funeral, I am going to jump out of my casket and bite him in the ass!"
There was............He didn't.
In 1961, as Mr. Johnston lie on his deathbed smoking his last Camel cigarette, surrounded by his wife Dorothy and his three adult children, he raised himself slightly and with his final breath uttered the following:
"If there is any preacher at my funeral, I am going to jump out of my casket and bite him in the ass!"
There was............He didn't.
"If there is any preacher at my funeral, I am going to jump out of my casket and bite him in the ass!"
There was............He didn't.
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