Old, and still funny.PECANS IN THE CEMETERY On the outskirts of a small town there was a big old pecan tree justinside the cemetery fence. One day two boys filled up a bucketful ofnuts 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, hethought he heard voices from inside the cemetery. He slowed down toinvestigate. Sure enough, he heard, 'One for you, one for me, one foryou, one for me ...' He just knew what it was. He jumped back on hisbike 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! Satanand the Lord are down at the cemetery dividing up the souls!' The mansaid, 'Beat it kid, can't you see it's hard for me to walk.' When the boyinsisted though, the man hobbled slowly 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' me thetruth. Let's see if we can see the Lord...?Shaking with fear, they peered through the fence, yet were still unableto see anything. The old man and the boy gripped the wrought iron barsof the fence tighter and tighter as they tried to get a glimpse of theLord.At last they heard, 'One for you, one for me. That's all. Now let's goget those nuts by the fence and we'll be done...They say the old man had the lead for a good half-mile before the kid onthe bike passed him.
