Limpy (who has a very bad limp) and Humpy (who has a hump on his back, hence their nicknames) are in the pub, totally sozzled. When they set off to go home, the rain is pelting down. The shortcut home is through the graveyard. Humpy decides he'll risk it and sets off through the cemetry. Half way through the devil jumps out. "WHAT'S THAT ON YOUR BACK?", the devil shouts. Quaking Humpy stammers, "M m m m my hump." "I'll have that." says the devil, as he grabs Humpy's hump and makes off into the darkness. Humpy can't believe it and he hurries off home. Next day he meets Limpy and tells him about his adventure in the graveyard. "Do ye think he'd take my limp?" said Limpy. "Who knows." said Humpy. "The only way you'll find out is to go through the graveyard." That evening Limpy gets ratfaced so that he'll have the courage to go home through the cemetry. At closing time in the pub, Humpy sets off jauntilly on the long way home and Limpy, drunk as he was, goes trembling off into the cemetry darkness. Half way through the cemetry, sure enough, the devil jumps out and shouts at Limpy, "WHAT'S THAT ON YOUR BACK?" Limpy answers, "Nothing". "HERE", shouts the devil, "HAVE A HUMP."