Carr
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An old Arab lived close to New York City for more than 40 years. He would have loved to plant potatoes in his garden, but he is alone, old and weak. His son is in college in Paris, so the old man sends him an e-mail. He explains the problem:
"Beloved son, I am very sad, because I can't plant potatoes in my garden. I am sure, if only you were here, you would help and dig up the garden for me.
I love you,
Your Father"
The following day, the old man receives a response e-mail from his son:
"Beloved Father,
Please don't touch the garden. It's there that I have hidden 'the THING'.
I love you, too,
Ahmed"
At 4pm the US Army, The Marines, the FBI, the CIA and the Rangers visit the house of the old man, take the whole garden apart, search every inch, but can't find anything. Disappointed they leave the house.
A day later, the old man receives another e-mail from his son.
"Beloved Father,
I hope the garden is dug up by now and you can plant your potatoes.
That's all I could do for you from here.
I love you,
Ahmed."
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Skipz
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Pablo
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N90ATH
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Charlene
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Pablo
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quote:
Originally posted by Charlene
do u need it explaining?
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N90ATH
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old iirc imho imo imo oi oi
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the pre-9/11 version
Old Sean lived alone in Ireland. He wanted to spade his potato garden,
but it was very hard work.
His only son, Mick, who used to help him was in an English prison.
The old man wrote a letter to his son and described his predicament:
Dear Mick,
I am feeling a mite down because it looks like I won't be able to plant
me 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, yer Dad
A few days later he received a letter from his son:
Dear Father,
For CHRIST'S SAKE, don't dig up the garden! That's where I buried all
them feckin' BODIES!
Love, Mick
At 4 A. M. the next morning, a dozen agents from Scotland Yard and local
police officers showed up and dug up the entire garden down to a depth
of about six feet. That evening, not finding any bodies, they apologized
to the old man and left.
Another few days later he received a second letter from his son:
Dear Father,
Go ahead and plant yer spuds now. It's the best I could do under the
circumstances.
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Charlene
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quote:
Originally posted by P4UL
quote:
Originally posted by Charlene
do u need it explaining?
Yea 
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N90ATH
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