"Hello, is this the FBI?"

"Yes. What do you want?"

"I'm calling to report about my neighbor Billy Bob
Smith! He is hiding
marijuana inside his firewood."

"Thank you very much for the call, sir."

The next day, the FBI agents descend on Billy Bob's
house. They search the shed where the firewood is
kept.   Using axes, they burst open every piece
of wood, but find no marijuana. They swear at Billy
Bob and leave.

The phone rings at Billy Bob's house.

"Hey, Billy Bob!  Did the FBI come ?"

"Yeah!"

"Did they chop your firewood?"

"Yep."

"Happy Birthday Buddy."