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. We're right on it" The next day, the Sheriff's Deputies descend on Virgil's house. They searched the shed where the firewood is kept. Using axes, they busted open every piece of wood, but found no marijuana. They sneered at Virgil and left. Shortly after, 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!"
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"Yeah!" "Did they chop your firewood?" "Yep!" "Happy Birthday, buddy!"
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