The phone rings at the police station “Hello? I’m calling to report my neighbor, Clifford. He is hiding something inside his firewood!”
“Thank you very much for the call, sir.”
The next day, officers descend on the neighbor’s house.
They search the shed where the firewood is kept.
Using axes, they bust open every piece of wood but find no ma….rij….ua…na.
They swear at the neighbors and leave.
The phone rings at the neighbor’s house.
Hey, Clifford, did the FBI come?”
“Yep.”
“Did they chop your firewood?”
“Yep.”
“Great, now it’s your turn to call.
I need my garden plowed.”
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