Tuesday, November 06, 2007

Potato Garden

by Bonnie Calhoun

An old man lived 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

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
Love Bubba....

At 4 A.M. the next morning, F.B.I. agents and local police showed up 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 Dad,
Go ahead and plant the potatoes now. That's the best I could do under the circumstances.
Love Bubba....

And...a woman's thought for the day!

"Don't think of it as getting hot flashes. Think of it as your inner child playing with matches."

1 Comment:

  1. Kim said...
    Your posts always make me laugh! I share your funnies with the ladies here in the office! Laughter truly is the best medicine!


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