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Elvis The Farmer

My Grandad (RIP) was a Farmer and a gas character. His eyesight was poor especially from his 60s onwards. One day my uncle was watching some sort of “Music through the years” program on the TV. The following coversation took place.

Grandad: Is he The Beatles?
Uncle: No Dad. He’s Elvis. That’s a song called Heartbreak Hotel.
Grandad: He’d be great to stop cows from coming out of a gap.

Legend.

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