Fyrestryke
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"Hello? Is this the FBI?"
"Yes. What can I do for you?"
"I'm calling to report on my neighbor Virgil Smith. He's hiding marijuana inside his firewood!"
"Thank you very much for the call, sir."
The next day, the FBI agents descended on Virgil's house. They search the shed where the
firewood was kept. Using axes, they bust open every piece of wood, but found no marijuana.
They sneered at Virgil as they left.
A few minutes later, Virgil's phone rang. "Hey, Virgil. This here's Floyd. Did the FBI come by?"
"Yeah..."
"Did they chop your firewood?"
"Sure did..."
"Happy Birthday, buddy !!"
"Yes. What can I do for you?"
"I'm calling to report on my neighbor Virgil Smith. He's hiding marijuana inside his firewood!"
"Thank you very much for the call, sir."
The next day, the FBI agents descended on Virgil's house. They search the shed where the
firewood was kept. Using axes, they bust open every piece of wood, but found no marijuana.
They sneered at Virgil as they left.
A few minutes later, Virgil's phone rang. "Hey, Virgil. This here's Floyd. Did the FBI come by?"
"Yeah..."
"Did they chop your firewood?"
"Sure did..."
"Happy Birthday, buddy !!"