"Howdi, is this the FBI?"
"Yes. What do you want?"
"Well,
you see I'm calling about my neighbour Billy Bob Jenkins.
The thing is, he's hiding a stash of marijuana inside his
firewood..."
"Sir,
thank you very much for your call."
The
following day, a crack squad of FBI agents descended on Billy
Bob's house. Bursting into his shed, they find the stash of
firewood. Using axes, they bust open every single piece of
wood, but find no marijuana. They swore at Billy Bob and left...
The
phone then rings inside Billy Bob's house:
"Hey
there Billy Bob...Did the FBI come?"
"Yeah!"
"Did
they chop your firewood?"
"Yep."
"Happy
Birthday, Buddy"
