posted on Apr, 18 2012 @ 06:50 PM
This old fellow in Jersey writes a letter to his only son, Vinnie, who's serving time in prison.
It seems I won't be planting the tomato garden this year like we always used to do. I'm too old and just not able to dig that hard soil by myself. I
know if you were here you would do it for me like in the old days.
A few days later he gets a letter back from Vinnie.
You can't dig up the tomato garden, that's where all the bodies are buried.
The next morning around 4a.m. the FBI and local police show up. They dig up the entire tomato garden in search of bodies and find none ... apologizing
for any troubles caused.
Later, that same day, the old man gets another letter from his son Vinnie,
Go ahead and plant the tomato garden now.
Sorry, but that's the best I could do under the circumstances.