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> >"Yes."
> >"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!)?
