What In The...Why You Naughty Lil Cemetery!
I took the liberty of off-centering the map a little so in case your boss walks by you're not blatantly staring at a giant man-hammer in the middle of your screen. Not that you wouldn't be anyways because you're a pervert, but you're not getting fired on my watch. Dammit, I need you. Mostly to take the blame for things. What? Don't look at me -- it was him, IT WAS HIM!
Thanks to Bret, who refuses to be buried under a giant johnson.