"Hello, is this the FBI?"
"Yes. What do you want?"
"I'm calling to report about my neighbor, Mike
Fitzpatrick. He is hiding marijuana inside his firewood."
"Thank you very much for the tip, sir."
The next day, the FBI agents descended on Mike's
house. They searched the shed where the firewood was kept. Using axes, they busted open everypiece of wood but found no marijuana. They swore at Mike and left.
The phone rang at Mike's house.
"Hey, Mike! Did the FBI come?"
"Yeah! What the hell was that all about?"
"Did they chop your firewood?"
"Yep, all of it."
"Happy Birthday, Buddy"
