Mohamed is a 75 year old pensioner living in the State of New York. As the economy came crashing in an ironic blip of history repeated, he wished he could grow his own vegetables. However, his hands are old and arthritic and there is no way he could do his own garden.
He wrote to his son in Iran about his woes:
Dear Ahmed,
I wish I could do my garden, but the ground is hard and I can't turn the soil to plant my seeds. If only you were here to help me, I know you would.
Ahmed read his fathers letter and answered immediately:
Dear Father,
Please don't write me under these circumstances. The material is hidden in the garden, don't mention this to anyone.
Within hours of Ahmed posting his letter, the FBI, CIA and various other semi-intelligence units were in poor Mr. Mohamed's garden, digging with machines and searching every last inch of it. There was nothing to find and within hours had left to go and torture communists who were hiding out in a toilet in Alabama.
Ahmed wrote his next letter:
Dear Father,
I presume your top soil is turned by now, I'm sorry I couldn't be there to be of more assistance, but this is the best I could do at such a distance.
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Cracked me up anyways.
Originally posted by shavixmirGood one.
Mohamed is a 75 year old pensioner living in the State of New York. As the economy came crashing in an ironic blip of history repeated, he wished he could grow his own vegetables. However, his hands are old and arthritic and there is no way he could do his own garden.
He wrote to his son in Iran about his woes:
Dear Ahmed,
I wish I could do my gard ...[text shortened]... s is the best I could do at such a distance.
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Cracked me up anyways.
Originally posted by shavixmirexcellent joke, had a similar version in Romania concerning Ceausescu's secret police 😀
Mohamed is a 75 year old pensioner living in the State of New York. As the economy came crashing in an ironic blip of history repeated, he wished he could grow his own vegetables. However, his hands are old and arthritic and there is no way he could do his own garden.
He wrote to his son in Iran about his woes:
Dear Ahmed,
I wish I could do my gard ...[text shortened]... s is the best I could do at such a distance.
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Cracked me up anyways.
Originally posted by shavixmirLMAO! That one deserves a beer!
Mohamed is a 75 year old pensioner living in the State of New York. As the economy came crashing in an ironic blip of history repeated, he wished he could grow his own vegetables. However, his hands are old and arthritic and there is no way he could do his own garden.
He wrote to his son in Iran about his woes:
Dear Ahmed,
I wish I could do my gard ...[text shortened]... s is the best I could do at such a distance.
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Cracked me up anyways.