MARIJUANA FILLED FIREWOOD'
>
Hello, is this the Sheriff's Office?'
> 'Yes. What can I do for you?'
> 'I'm calling to report 'bout my neighbor
> Virgil Smith....
> He's hidin' marijuana inside his firewood!
> Don't quite know how he gets it inside them logs, but
> he's hidin' it there.'
> '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.
> Shortly, the phone rings at Virgil's house.
> 'Hey Virgil! This here's Floyd.. Did the Sheriff
> come?'
>
> 'Yeah!'
> 'Did they chop your firewood?'
> 'Yep!'
> 'Happy Birthday, buddy!'