The phone ring at FBI headquarters
"Hello"
"Hello. Is this FBI??"
"Yes, what do you want??"
"I am calling to report my neighbour, Allison! He is hiding marijuana inside his firewood."
"Thank you very much for the call sir."
The next day FBI agents descend to Allison's house. They searched the shed where the firewood was kept. Using axes, they burst open every piece of wood but they found no marijuana, so they left Allison's house.
The phone rings at Allison's house after they had left.
"Hey Allison, did FBI come??"
"Yeah."
"Did they chop your firewood??"
"Yep."
"Great, now its your turn to call. I need my garden ploughed." :D
"Hello"
"Hello. Is this FBI??"
"Yes, what do you want??"
"I am calling to report my neighbour, Allison! He is hiding marijuana inside his firewood."
"Thank you very much for the call sir."
The next day FBI agents descend to Allison's house. They searched the shed where the firewood was kept. Using axes, they burst open every piece of wood but they found no marijuana, so they left Allison's house.
The phone rings at Allison's house after they had left.
"Hey Allison, did FBI come??"
"Yeah."
"Did they chop your firewood??"
"Yep."
"Great, now its your turn to call. I need my garden ploughed." :D
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