Stewart
Darth Vader

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An old Irishman was coming home from the pub late one night. As he passed the old graveyard, he thought of all his friends in there, and then he saw a stone beside the road.
He thought, The poor man, buried out here by the highway. And he lived to the ripe old age of 145. A fine man. Let’s see, his name was Miles, from Dublin.
He thought, The poor man, buried out here by the highway. And he lived to the ripe old age of 145. A fine man. Let’s see, his name was Miles, from Dublin.