Texas Firewood


Maytag "Danged Agitator"
"Hello, is this the Sheriff's Office?"
"Yes. What can I do for you?"
"I'm calling to report about my neighbor Virgil Smith. He is hiding marijuana inside his firewood!"
"Thank you very much for the call, sir."
The next day, the Sheriff's Deputies descend on Virgil's house.
They search the shed where the firewood is kept. Using axes, they bust open every piece of wood, but find no marijuana. They sneer at Virgil and leave. The phone rings at Virgil's house. "Hey, Virgil! This here is Floyd. Did the Sheriff come?" "Yeah!" "Did they chop your firewood?"
"Happy Birthday, buddy!" (Who says rednecks aren't real bright!)

I read a variation on that theme...

Here's the short version:

Very old father writes to his son who's in prison "wish you were here, I need to plow the garden and I'm too old to do it..."

Son writes back "Dad! Don't dig up the garden, that's where I hid the bodies!"

Next day FBI shows up, digs up everything in sight...

A week later, a letter shows up "Sorry about that "where I hid the bodies" stuff dad, you know I'm in for insider trading, not murder, but it was the only way I could think of to help you plow the garden. Hope they did a good job...
:D Good Grief, they are both priceless! Same idea and it works for both!

cheers Willis