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Old 20 Jan 2009, 22:39   #838
The Flying Mouse
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Default Everything works if you let it.

An old man sends his son, who is in prison, a letter.


How are you?
I'm afraid i'm not too good myself.
This cold weather is playing merry hell with my artheritis, and my back is killing me.
I really wanted to replant my vegetable patch at my old alotment this year, but i'm afraid i'm just not up to it.

I just wish you were here as I know my troubles would all be over because you'd dig it for me.

I love you son.
Dad.




Charlie promptly sent a letter home to his old man.


Whatever you do, DON'T dig up that alotment.
It's where I buried those bodies and the cash haul from that armed robbery.

I'll get rid of them once I get out of here.
I love you dad.
Charlie.




The next day armed police swoop down on the old mans house.
The old man is bundled away to his alotment, and waits while the police dig up every inch off the ground looking for bodies and cash.

After a couple of hours digging without a single body or pound coin bering found, the disgusted inspector calls of the search and the police leave.


The next day the old man gets another letter.


Sorry I couldn't be there to help, but I sent some blokes over to give you a hand.
That's the best I could do under the circumstances.
Go head and plant your veg now.
Love you dad.
Charlie

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