From buddy Mon Nov  7 19:44:39 1994
Date: Wed, 26 Oct 1994 00:43:53
Subject: alcohol kind of funny (maybe)


    A man leaves a bar barely able to walk.  It's raining and very dark.
Instead of turning left on exiting the bar, he turn right towards the
graveyard.  It's been raining for some time, and the grave diggers have
had to abandon a grave they had dug which is there open waiting for some
fair weather so that the person who is supposed to be laid to rest there
can be buried.  Our friend is stumbling around in the graveyard, and, sure
enough, he falls into this open grave.  He's so drunk he can't figure out
where he is.  It's still raining, dark, and cold.  He begins to shout:
"Help me!  I'm cold!"  He continues this for some time.
    Meanwhile another patron of the bar, just about as drun as the first,
exits the bar.  He hears a faint "Help me! I'm cold!" wafting its way to
him through the dark, rainy, cold night from the cemetary.  Curious, and
wanting to help if he can, this second drunken man starts looking in the
graveyard.  Finally, he find the open grave with the first guy lying at
the bottom crying out "Help me!  I'm cold."  He looks the situation over,
and then he says, "No wonder you're cold.  You've done kicked all the
dirt off you!"