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One day I was walking through town past a local graveyard. As I was walking, I heard someone say, "Mark, Mark." Well since my mame wasn't Mark, I just kept on walking. After a few more steps I again heard, "Mark, Mark." This time my curiosity got the best of me and I entered the graveyard. I kept following the sound until I got to a particularly large gravestone. The sound seemed to be coming from behind it. I cautiously walked up to it and peered over the top. There to my surprise was... a dog with a hair-lip.

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