An elderly farmer wrote a letter to his son, who was serving time in prison.
“Dear Son,”
“That old tree in the backyard finally died.”
“I need to dig out the huge stump before planting a new one…”
“…and I sure wish you were here to help.”
A few days later, his son wrote back.
“Dad…”
“Whatever you do…”
“DON’T dig under that tree!”
“That’s where I buried all the stolen cash!”
Unfortunately for him…
Every letter leaving the prison was being read by the authorities.
The next morning…
The farmhouse looked like the scene of a major crime investigation.
Police cars.
Detectives.
K-9 units.
A backhoe.
Even officers with shovels.
They dug up the entire backyard.
They searched every inch beneath the old tree.
Hours passed…
Not a single dollar was found.
Exhausted, the officers packed up and left.
A few days later, another letter arrived from the son.
“Dear Dad…”
“The stump’s gone now, isn’t it?”
“That’s about the best free landscaping service I could arrange from prison.” 😂🤣
Turns out…
The only thing the police uncovered…
…was a lot of exercise.
