After
trick-or-treating,
a
teen takes a shortcut home
through the cemetery. Halfway across, he’s
startled by a tapping noise coming from the misty shadows. Trembling with fear,
he spots
an
old man with a hammer and chisel, chipping away at a headstone.
“I
thought you were a ghost,”
says the relieved teen. “What are you
doing working so late?”
“Oh,
those idiots,” grumbles the old man. “They misspelled my name!”
Submitted by S. K., via Internet
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