There was a very rich man who disliked his poor neighbors'  joyous loud singing for keeping him up every Sukkos night

Even when he asked them to keep it quiet – they could only keep it down for a few  minutes!

So one year he paid off all the merchants in town not to let that family have any wood to build their sukkah

But what happens? The first night of Sukkos – there it is again !

Noisy joyous singing from next door after midnight!

So the rich angry guy runs out in his pyjamas and bangs on the neighbors' door

When they open the door he asks "where did you get wood to build a sukkah? I thought all the wood in town  had been sold out long ago!"

The neighbor answered –"I went down to the cemetery and took what was there!"

The angry rich man said "what if the Angel of Death comes during the holiday and they need the wood for honoring the deceased?"