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[orangetoughguy]

So these two guys are walking home from a party on Halloween night, just for laughs they decide to take a shortcut through a cemetery. About midway through they hear a tap-tap-tap coming from the fucking dark. Tap-tap-tap chink. Tap-tap-tap. They're tough guys, they wave it off, but you know they think they gotta walk a little faster. Well they walk faster but the tapping gets louder. Now these guys are ready to piss their pants, they're holding on to each other for fucking life. Finally they come across an old groundskeeper with a hammer and chisel chipping away at one of the headstones.

"Holy shit, man," one of them says after catching his breath, "you scared us half to death." The other one says, "we thought you were a ghost! What the fuck are you doing working so goddamn late?"

The groundskeeper growls, "those sons of bitches spelled my name wrong!"

Comments

[withloadedguns]

Not bad.

[orangetoughguy]

Thanks. Got one of your own?

[withloadedguns]

There's plenty that get passed around. Got any preference?

[orangetoughguy]

Seller's choice.

[withloadedguns]

They say the dead don't rest without a marker. Maybe that's why there's so many strangers wandering around.

[orangetoughguy]

Oh that's cold.

[withloadedguns]

Yeah?

[It's colder than the one about the steer with "DEATH" carved into its hide...]