This old drunk left the bar & headed home. He decided to take a short cut through the cemetery where he proceeded to trip over the headstones & foot-stones before he fell into a freshly dug grave. It was getting colder and he didn't have a coat so he started hollering "Help me, I'm cold! Help me' I'm cold!". About that time, another drunk left the bar and took the same route as the first, tripping over the same headstones and foot-stones before coming upon the first drunk laying there in the bottom of the grave still hollering "Help me, I'm cold!". The second drunk look down at the first and then said "No wonder your cold, you done kick all the dirt off of you!!".
