| |||||||
| Register | Radio and TV | Your Photos | FAQ | Members List | Calendar | Search | Today's Posts | Mark Forums Read |
![]() |
| | LinkBack | Thread Tools | Display Modes |
| | #1 (permalink) |
| CoolJunkie | Registered members do not see ads. Register or logon for a better view. An old Italian man lived alone in the country. He wanted to dig his tomato garden, but it was very hard work as the ground was hard. His only son, Vincenzo, who used to help him, was in prison. The old man wrote a letter to his son and described his predicament. Dear Vincenzo, I am feeling pretty bad because it looks like I won't be able to plant my tomato garden this year. I'm just getting too old to be digging up a garden plot. If you were here my troubles would be over. I know you would dig the garden for me. Love: Pa A few days later he received a letter from his son. Dear Pa: Not for nothing, but don't dig up that garden. That's where I buried THE BODIES. Love Vinnie At 4 a.m. the next morning, FBI agents and local police arrived and dug up the entire area without finding any bodies. They apologized to the old man and left. That same day the old man received another letter from his son. Dear Pa, Go ahead and plant the tomatoes now. That's the best I could do under the circumstances. Love Vinnie
__________________ Talk Good Talk Bad As Long As They Talk About Me |
| | |