The old man wrote a letter to his son and described his predicament:
Dear Vincent, I am feeling pretty sad, because it looks like I won't be able to plant my tomato garden this year. I'm just getting too old to be digging up a garden plot.
I know if you were here my troubles would be over.. I know you would be happy to dig the plot for me, like in the old days. Love, Papa.
Dear Vincent, I am feeling pretty sad, because it looks like I won't be able to plant my tomato garden this year. I'm just getting too old to be digging up a garden plot.
I know if you were here my troubles would be over.. I know you would be happy to dig the plot for me, like in the old days. Love, Papa.
A few days later he received a letter from his son..
Dear Pop, Don't dig up that garden. That's where the bodies are buried. Love, Vinnie.
Dear Pop, Don't dig up that garden. That's where the bodies are buried. Love, Vinnie.
At 4 a.m. the next morning, FBI agents and local police arrived and dug up the entire area without finding any bodies. They apologized to the old man and left. That same day the old man received another letter from his son.
Dear Pop, Go ahead and plant the tomatoes now. That's the best I could do under the circumstances. Love you, Vinnie
Spoken like a true Italian...they love their tomatoes and pasta...you go Vinnie...the FBI know when an Italian starts didding there may be bodies around.
ReplyDeleteWonder when they will find Hoffa.
Hoffa is living in Encino with Elvis and MJ.
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