An old man lived alone in Idaho. He wanted to spade his
potato garden, but it was very hard work. His only son,Bubba,
who used to help him, was in prison. The old man wrote a
letter to his son and described his predicament:
Dear Bubba,
I am feeling pretty bad because it looks like I won't be able
to plant my 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, Dad
A few days later he received a letter from his son:
Dear Dad, For heaven's sake dad, Don't dig up that garden,
that's where I buried the bodies!
Love, Bubba
At 4 A.M. the next morning, FBI agents and local police showed
up and dug up the entire area without finding any bodies. They
apologized to the old man and left. A couple of days later, the old
man received another letter from his son:
Dear Dad,
Go ahead and plant the potatoes now. It's the best I could do
under the circumstances.
Love,
Bubba
