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1 tomato plot on Wed May 14, 2008 8:30 pm


Planting tomatoes

An old Italian man lived alone in Chicago .. He wanted to plant his
annual Tomato garden, but it was very difficult work, as the ground was
hard. His only son, Vincent, who used to help him, was in prison. 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.

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.

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,



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2 Re: tomato plot on Wed May 14, 2008 9:06 pm

rosco 357

thats funny,,lol,

3 Re: tomato plot on Wed May 14, 2008 9:17 pm


Wow that took me a few minutes to figure out what the joke was..LOL!

4 Re: tomato plot on Sun Jun 08, 2008 11:06 pm


Reminds me of a federal agent in West Virginia by the name of Martin. Now Martin knew that a local character “Old Bill” operated a whisky still. However, in the seven years that he had been an agent, Martin had never been able to figure out where Old Bill hid his still.

One day Martin came up with a plan to catch Old Bill, who had a cabin on top of a mountain. Martin got up at 4:00 a.m. and hiked to back side of the mountain and started climbing up. Martin found the going rough , rocky and full of burrs and feisty.

Two hours later the bruised but determined agent, made it to a thicket about fifty yards below the cabin. Martin hid himself and watched. After two hours of fruitless waiting, the cabin door opened and Old Bill emerged and called out, “I just brewed a pot of coffee, Martin. Come on in and have a cup.

A dejected Martin accepted the invitation . As they sat at Old Bill’s kitchen table sharing a cup of coffee, Martin asked, “How the hell did you know I was out there?”

Old Bill responded, “Every morning for the last seven years I have been inviting you in for a cup of coffee, but this is the first time you accepted.”

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