Monday, December 19, 2005

Redneck Firewood

Red Neck Firewood

"Hello, is this the Sheriff's office?"

"I'm calling to report about my neighbor Virgil Smith. He is hiding
marijuana inside his firewood!"

"Thank you very much for the call, sir."

The next day, the Sheriff's Deputies descend on Virgil's house. They
search the shed where the firewood is kept. Using axes, they bust open
every piece of wood, but find no marijuana. They sneer at Virgil and leave.

The phone rings at Virgil's house. "Hey, Virgil! This here is Floyd.
Did the Sheriff come?"


"Did they chop your firewood?"


"Happy Birthday, buddy!"

(Who says rednecks aren't real bright!)

1 comment:

Obi Won Kenardly said...

ah the machinations of the less evolved - they have done well!

I would be pleased to be on your blog site! this guy is a riot! A mate of mine.