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An old man lived alone in the country. He wanted to dig his potato

garden, but it was very hard work as the ground was hard. His only

son,

Fred, who used to help him, was in prison. The old man wrote a

letter to his son and described his predicament:



Dear Fred, I am feeling pretty bad because it looks like I won't

be able to plant my potato garden this year. I'm just getting too old to be

digging up a garden plot. If you were here, all my troubles would

be over; you would dig the plot for me.



Love, Dad





A few days later he received a letter from his son:



Dear Dad,



For heaven's sake, Dad, don't dig up that garden, that's where I

buried the BODIES.



Love, Fred





At 4 am the next morning, FBI agents and local police arrived and

dug up the entire area without finding any bodies. They apologized to the

old man and left.



That same day the old man received another letter from his son:



Dear Dad,



Go ahead and plant the potatoes now. That's the best I could do

under the circumstances.



Love, Fred