"Hello, is this the Sheriff's Office?" 'Yes.. What can I do for you?" "I'm calling to report 'bout my neighbor Virgil Smith...He's hidin' marijuana inside his firewood! Don't quite know how he gets it inside them logs, but he's hidin' it there.." "Thank you very much for the call, sir." The next day, twelve Sheriff's Deputies descend on Virgil's house They searched the shed where the firewood is kept. Using axes, they busted open every piece of wood, but found no marijuana. They sneered at Virgil and left. Shortly, the phone rings at Virgil's house. "Hey, Virgil! This here's Floyd....Did the Sheriff come?" "Yeah!" "Did they chop your firewood?" "Yep!" "Happy Birthday, buddy!" (Rednecks know how to git-R-dun).
Maybe....:huh: but shes still has along way to catch up with me on the *spitting you drink*, *choaking on food*, *pooping youself*, *falling out of chair* Laughing jokes!!! :muscle: Keep them comming Cheryl!!!! :clapping::friends:k:
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