“I just started working the graveyard shift at the cemetery. Come to think of it, every shift at the cemetery is the graveyard shift.”

“I dig art. With a shovel. In the cemetery.”

“The atmosphere is always very grave when I walk into a cemetery.”

“I visited my old haunt, but somehow without all my old friends there with me, the cemetery just wasn’t the same.”

“Now that parking meters have shifted from quarters to credit cards, I worry someone will steal my identity, my wallet, and my car and drive around town parking all over the place.”

“Even though I buried our love in a coffin, it isn’t dead. No, our love is very much alive. Or at least it was yesterday, when I went to visit the cemetery.”

“Days turn into weeks, which turn into months, which turn into years, which turn into decades, which turn into cemeteries. But love is eternal.”