Potato Predicament
An old man lived alone in Arkansas. He wanted to spade his potato garden,
but it was very hard work. His only son, Bubba, who used to help him, was in
prison. The old man wrote a letter to his son and mentioned his predicament.
Dear Bubba,
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. I know 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 the garden! That's where I buried
the GUNS!"
Love, Bubba
At 4 A.M. the next morning, a dozen FBI agents and local police officers
showed up and dug up the entire area without finding any guns. 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. It's the best I could do under the
circumstances.
Love, Bubba
An old man lived alone in Arkansas. He wanted to spade his potato garden,
but it was very hard work. His only son, Bubba, who used to help him, was in
prison. The old man wrote a letter to his son and mentioned his predicament.
Dear Bubba,
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. I know 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 the garden! That's where I buried
the GUNS!"
Love, Bubba
At 4 A.M. the next morning, a dozen FBI agents and local police officers
showed up and dug up the entire area without finding any guns. 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. It's the best I could do under the
circumstances.
Love, Bubba
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