"Hello, is this the Sheriff's Office?"

"Yes. What can I do for you?"

"I'm calling to report about my neighbor Virgil Smith. He is hiding marijuana inside his firewood!"

"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.

The phone rings at Virgil's house. "Hey, Virgil! This here is Floyd. Did the Sheriff come?"

"Yeah!"

"Did they chop your firewood?"

"Yep."

"Happy Birthday, buddy!" (Who says rednecks aren't real bright!)
:D :D

[img]graemlins/hehe.gif[/img] worth a giggle :D

See here, I thought you were gonna ask if a wanna buy some wood. :D

I heard a slightly different version, with the last line being
"Good. Now it's your turn to call. I need my field ploughed".

LMAO!!! this was a good one, i need to remeber this one!! good find i'll say [img]graemlins/heee.gif[/img]

hehe, maybe it's worth a try. [img]tongue.gif[/img]