An old couple hated each other for years. The husband often shouted, “When I die, I’ll dig up and haunt you forever!” He was feared for his black magic and strange disappearances of neighborhood pets.
He died suddenly, funeral was closed casket, and the wife went straight to the bar, partying wildly. Neighbors asked, “Aren’t you worried he might come back?”
She shrugged, glass in hand:
“Let the old bastard dig… I buried him upside down.”
