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Ole & Sven
'Hello, is dis the International Falls Sheriff's Office?'
'Yes. What can I do for you?'
'I'm calling to report 'bout my neighbor Ole Johnson...He's hidin'
marijuana inside his firewood! Don't quite know how he gets it inside
dem logs, but he's hidin' it dere.'
'Thank you very much for the call, sir.'
The next day, twelve of International Falls finest Sheriff's Deputies
descend on Ole's house. They search the shed where the firewood is kept.
Using axes, they bust open every piece of wood, but find no marijuana.
They sneer at Ole and leave.
Shortly, the phone rings at Ole's house.
'Hey, Ole! Dis here's Sven....Did the Sheriff come?'
'Yah!'
'Did they chop your firewood?'
'Yah!'
'Happy Birtday, buddy!'
'Yes. What can I do for you?'
'I'm calling to report 'bout my neighbor Ole Johnson...He's hidin'
marijuana inside his firewood! Don't quite know how he gets it inside
dem logs, but he's hidin' it dere.'
'Thank you very much for the call, sir.'
The next day, twelve of International Falls finest Sheriff's Deputies
descend on Ole's house. They search the shed where the firewood is kept.
Using axes, they bust open every piece of wood, but find no marijuana.
They sneer at Ole and leave.
Shortly, the phone rings at Ole's house.
'Hey, Ole! Dis here's Sven....Did the Sheriff come?'
'Yah!'
'Did they chop your firewood?'
'Yah!'
'Happy Birtday, buddy!'
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