MARIJUANA FILLED FIREWOOD'
'Hello, is this the Sheriff's Office?'
'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?'
'Did they chop your firewood?'
'Happy Birthday, buddy!'