Coming home from the pub
I had to walk through the graveyard and it was about 5:00am, it was going to be a lovely sunny day and the first rays of dawn sunlight were peeping over the horizon.

I noticed a figure crouching behind one of the headstones. "That's peculiar for someone to be out this early" I thought.

As I got closer, I could see that it was an old man with a wisened, weather beaten face and a twinkle in his eye.

"Morning" I said.

"Nah, just taking a shit!" he replied
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