A very old Wyoming man lived alone in the country. He wanted spade up his
garden, but it was difficult work as the ground was hard. His only son,
Billy, who used to help him, was in prison. The old man wrote a letter
to his son and described his predicament:
I am feeling pretty bad because it looks like I won't be able to plant my
garden this year. I'm just getting too old to be digging up a garden
plot. If you were here my troubles would be over. I know you would dig
the plot for me.
A few days later he received a letter from his son:
Don’t dig up the garden. That is where I buried the BODIES.
At 5 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:
Sorry I could not be there to help with the garden, You can go ahead and plant now. That's the best I could do under