Gathering Pecans in the Cemetery

The Peculiar Case of the Pecans: A Fun Tale of Misunderstanding and Mischief!

In a quiet little town, on the outskirts, stood a massive, ancient pecan tree, just beyond the cemetery gates. The tree was a popular spot for the town’s kids to gather, and one day, two boys, full of energy and excitement, sat down beneath the tree, busy dividing up their freshly picked pecans. “One for you, one for me, one for you, one for me,” they chanted as they worked.

As they sorted through the nuts, a few rolled off the ground and toward the cemetery fence. Just then, a curious boy on a bicycle rode by. As he passed the cemetery, he thought he heard voices from within the gates. He stopped, straining to listen, and sure enough, he heard, “One for you, one for me, one for you, one for me…”

His heart raced. He was convinced he had stumbled upon something extraordinary. Without wasting a second, he hopped back on his bike and pedaled away. Not long after, he encountered an old man walking slowly down the road, leaning on a cane. The boy couldn’t contain his excitement and urged the man, “Come quick! You won’t believe it—the Devil and the Lord are down at the cemetery dividing up the souls!”

The old man, not too eager to follow the kid, replied, “Go on, kid. You can see it’s hard for me to walk.” But the boy, insistent, convinced the man to follow him to the cemetery. There, they stood, listening closely. They could hear it: “One for you, one for me, one for you, one for me…”

The old man whispered, “Boy, you’re telling the truth. Let’s see if we can get a glimpse of the Lord…” Both of them leaned in, gripping the wrought iron fence as tightly as they could. But despite their efforts, they couldn’t see a thing. They continued listening, both eager to know what was happening.

At last, the voice came again: “One for you, one for me. That’s all. Now, let’s grab those nuts by the fence, and we’ll be done.”

The old man, faster than the boy, beat him to the gate, revealing the real source of the mysterious voices – it was the two boys from earlier, happily dividing up their pecans!


The Preacher and the Boys: A Comical Mix-Up!

In the same town, there were two mischievous little boys, Jimmy and Matty, who were known for causing all kinds of trouble. If anything went wrong in town, it was likely the two of them involved. Desperate for some discipline, their mother decided to seek the help of the local preacher, who was known for his stern methods of teaching.

The preacher, a towering man with a booming voice, agreed to speak to the boys one by one. First up was Matty, the younger of the two, who was asked to come in the morning. Later that afternoon, it would be Jimmy’s turn.

The preacher sat Matty down and asked, “Do you know where God is, son?” The boy froze, his mouth wide open, staring at the preacher in silence.

The preacher, growing more impatient, repeated in an even stricter tone, “Where is God?!” Again, Matty remained silent, frozen in place.

By now, the preacher was shaking with frustration, and he shouted, “WHERE IS GOD?!” Matty’s eyes went wide with fear, and before the preacher could say another word, the boy bolted from the room, ran straight home, and locked himself in his closet.

Jimmy found Matty trembling inside the closet and asked what happened. Matty, gasping for breath, replied, “We’re in BIG trouble this time, Jimmy! God is missing, and they think we did it!”


The Argument Between Two Boys: Who’s Dad Is Better?

One afternoon, two little boys—one blonde and the other with brown hair—found themselves in a heated argument over which of their fathers was stronger. The brown-haired boy bragged, “My dad is WAY stronger than yours!”

Not to be outdone, the blonde boy shot back, “Maybe, but my mom is stronger than yours!”

The brown-haired boy, confident in his statement, replied, “That’s what my dad says!”


A Fatherly Dilemma: The Math Problem Incident

Two fathers chatted outside their kids’ school one morning.

“Bill, did you manage to help your son with his math problems?” one of them asked.

“Yep, I did. Why?” Bill replied.

“Well, could you pass them over to me quickly? I need to copy them…”

The conversation quickly turned from helpful to humorous as one father found a sneaky way to get some help with his own son’s homework!


These stories remind us of the quirky things that happen in small towns, where things are often not what they seem. From mischievous boys causing chaos to misunderstandings and funny exchanges between friends, life can sometimes be full of unexpected twists!