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!”