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I thought this was funny, so I'm sharing it. I'll write something with more substance later.

An old man lived alone in the country. He wanted to dig his potato
garden but it was very hard work as the ground was hard. His
only son Fred, who used to help him, was in prison. The old man
wrote a letter to his son and described his predicament.
Dear Fred,
I am feeling pretty bad because it looks like I won't be able to
plant my potato garden this year. I'm just getting too old to be
digging up a garden plot. If you were here, all my troubles
would be over. I know you would dig the plot for me.
Love, Dad

A few days later he received a letter from his son.

Dear Dad,
For heaven's sake, don't dig up that garden! That's where I buried
the BODIES.

Love. Fred

At 4 am the next morning, FBI agents and local police arrived and
dug up the entire area without finding any. They apologized
to the old man and left. That same day the old man received another
letter from his son.

Dear Dad,
Go ahead and plant the potatoes now. That's the best I could do under the circumstances.

Love, Fred