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Pecans In The Cemetery

Discussion in 'The Lighter Side' started by nipperwolf, Jun 30, 2004.

  1. nipperwolf


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    Oct 3, 2002
    Pecans In The Cemetery

    On the outskirts of a small town, there was a big,
    old pecan tree just inside the cemetery fence. One day, two
    boys filled up a bucketful of nuts and sat down by the tree,
    out of sight, and began dividing the nuts.

    "One for you, one for me. One for you, one for
    me," said one boy. Several dropped and rolled down toward the fence.

    Another boy came riding along the road on his
    bicycle. As he passed, he thought he heard voices from inside the cemetery. He slowed down to investigate. Sure enough, he
    heard, "One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me."

    He just knew what it was. He jumped back on his
    bike and rode off. Just around the bend he met an old man with a
    cane, hobbling along.

    "Come here quick," said the boy, "you won't believe
    what I heard! Satan and the Lord are down at the cemetery
    dividing up the souls."

    The man said, "Beat it kid, can't you see it's hard
    for me to walk." When the boy insisted though, the man
    hobbled to the cemetery. Standing by the fence they heard, "One
    for you, one for me. One for you, one for me..."

    The old man whispered, "Boy, you've been tellin'
    the truth. Let's see if we can see the Lord." Shaking with
    fear, they peered through the fence, yet were still unable to
    see anything.

    The old man and the boy gripped the wrought iron
    bars of the
    fence tighter and tighter as they tried to get a
    glimpse of the Lord.

    At last they heard, "One for you, one for me.
    That's all.
    Now let's go get those nuts by the fence and we'll
    be done."

    They say the old man made it back to town a full 5
    minutes ahead of the boy on the bike.