Two men were walking home after a Halloween Party late one night. They decided to take a shortcut through the cemetery to keep with the spirit of the spooky holiday.
Right in the middle of the cemetery they were startled by a tap-tap-tapping noise coming from the misty shadows. When they got closer, they saw that it was an old man with a hammer and chisel,
chipping away at one of the headstones.
"Holy cow, Mister," one of them said after catching his breath, "You scared us half to death! We thought you were a ghost!"
No answer from the old man.
"What are you doing working here so late at night?" the friend asked.
The old man just kept chiseling away.
"Hello?" the friend said. "Why are you chiseling that headstone?"
The old man finally mumbled, "Those darn fools misspelled my name!"
Right in the middle of the cemetery they were startled by a tap-tap-tapping noise coming from the misty shadows. When they got closer, they saw that it was an old man with a hammer and chisel,
chipping away at one of the headstones.
"Holy cow, Mister," one of them said after catching his breath, "You scared us half to death! We thought you were a ghost!"
No answer from the old man.
"What are you doing working here so late at night?" the friend asked.
The old man just kept chiseling away.
"Hello?" the friend said. "Why are you chiseling that headstone?"
The old man finally mumbled, "Those darn fools misspelled my name!"
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