An old Arab lived close to New York City for more than 40 years.

One day, he decided that he would love to plant potatoes and herbs

in his garden, but he was alone and too weak. His son was at college

in Paris, so he sent an e-mail explaining the problem:

"Beloved son, I am very sad because I cannot plant potatoes in the garden.

If only you were here I am sure you would help me and dig up the garden.

I love you, your Father"

The following day the old man received a response e-mail from his son:

"Beloved Father, please do not touch the garden. That is where I have

hidden 'the THING'. I love you too, Ahmad".

At 4pm the FBI and the Rangers visited the house of the old man and took

the garden apart, searching every inch. They found nothing.

Disappointed they left the house.

The next day the old man received another e-mail from his son:

"Beloved Father. I hope the garden is dug up by now and you can plant your

potatoes. That is all I could do for you from here.

Your loving son, Ahmad"

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Another version . . .

An old man who lived Ireland decided that he would love to plant potatoes and herbs in his garden, but he was alone and too weak. In his dismay he wrote a letter to his son who was in prison for IRA convictions explaing the problem.So his makes a meet with the Prision Manager and eplains he has a mass grave at his fathers house.

At 4pm the next day the police visited the house of the old man and took

the garden apart, searching every inch. They found nothing.

Disappointed they left the house.

The next day the old man received another letter from his son:

"Beloved Father. I hope the garden is dug up by now and you can plant your

potatoes. That is all I could do for you from in here.

Your loving son, Paddy"