#1 An Old Arab
Posted: 22/02/2005 16:32
An old Arab lives close to Ney York City for more than 40 years. He would love to plant potatoes in his garden, but he is alone, old and weak. His son is in college in Paris, so the old man sends him an e-mail. He explains the problem:"Beloved son, I am very sad, because I can't plant potatoes in my garden. I am sure, if only you were here, you helped me and dug up the garden for me. I love you, your father."
The following day, the old man receives a response e-mail from his son:"Beloved father, please don't touch the garden. It's there that I have hidden 'the THING'. I love you, too, Ahmed".
At 4pm, the US Army, the Marines, the FBI, the CIA and the Rangers visit the house of the old man, take the whole garden apart, search every inch, but can't find anything. Dissappointed they leave the house.
Another day later, the old man receives another e-mail from his son:"Beloved father, I hope the garden is dug up by now and you can plant your potatoes. That's all I could do for you from here. I love you, Ahmed."
The following day, the old man receives a response e-mail from his son:"Beloved father, please don't touch the garden. It's there that I have hidden 'the THING'. I love you, too, Ahmed".
At 4pm, the US Army, the Marines, the FBI, the CIA and the Rangers visit the house of the old man, take the whole garden apart, search every inch, but can't find anything. Dissappointed they leave the house.
Another day later, the old man receives another e-mail from his son:"Beloved father, I hope the garden is dug up by now and you can plant your potatoes. That's all I could do for you from here. I love you, Ahmed."
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