The Pecan Tree (1 Viewer)

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PECANS IN THE CEMETERY
On the outskirts of a small town, there was a big, old pecan tree just inside the cemetery fence. One day, two boys filled up a bucketful of nuts 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, he thought he heard voices from inside the cemetery. He slowed down to investigate. Sure enough, he heard, 'One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me.'

He just knew what it was. He jumped back on his bike 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! Satan and the Lord are down at the cemetery dividing up the souls.'

The man said, 'Beat it kid, can't you see it's hard for me to walk.' When the boy insisted 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 the truth. Let's see if we can see the Lord.'

Shaking with fear, they peered through the fence, yet were still unable to see anything. The old man and the boy gripped the wrought iron bars of the fence tighter and tighter as they tried to get a glimpse of the Lord.

At last they heard, 'One for you, one for me. That's all. Now let's go get those nuts by the fence and we'll be done.'

They say the old man made it back to town a full 5 minutes ahead of the kid on the bike.

 

[Nitrohaulic]

I have a similar story except it's true! When I was a teenager, an older and always feeble acting friend of mine wanted to know why I couldn't straighten the bent wagon bumper on my 56 Chevy that had been sitting for months. I reached in to pull it out a little so I could show him where a split was. I felt something like a wadded up paper bag under my hand. I pulled my hand out and it was YELLOW???

As I realized yellow meant covered in yellow "jackets" I turned to yell to the old man to run. Sh*t! He was 30 ft away already!

Those things must communicate pretty well because they all stung at the same time. Hand looked like a balloon and ended up sick on the couch!

 

[Jenn]

One of my nieces used to tool around in the walker, and like most kids, she'd go backwards easier than frontwards. Except she took forever to catch on to that frontward motion. One day my mom turned on the vacuum cleaner and that kid not only learned to walk the right direction but run!!!