There lived an old man in Nebraska. To plant potatoes, he had to memorize the garden; but it was a very difficult task. His only son, David, could help him; but he was also in prison. The old man wrote a letter to his son and told his troubles.
Dear David,
I feel so bad that I can’t remember my potato garden. I’m pretty old for digging the garden. If you were here my all problems Will Be done. I know that you would take care of the garden for me.
Love, Dad
A few days later he received a letter from his son.
Daddy, for God’s sake, don’t dig the garden, I buried the bodies there.
Regards, David
At 4:00 am the next day, the FBI and local police showed up and dug up the entire site; but they did not find any body. They went after apologising the old man. The same day the old man received another letter from his son.
Daddy,
Now you can plant the potatoes. I did the best I could under these circumstances.
Regards, David
D. L. Weatherford
