Hello, is this the Sheriff's Office?''
''Yes, what can I do for you?''
''I'm calling to report 'bout my neighbor John Coffey. He's hiding 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, the Sheriff's Deputies descend on John’s house and began to search the shed where the firewood is kept. Using axes, they bust open every piece of wood, but find no marijuana.
They sneered at John, loaded up and drove off.
Shortly, after the phone rings at John's house.
''Hey, Johnny, this here's Floyd. Did the Sheriff come?''
''Yep! Sure did!''
'' Did they chop your firewood for the winter?''
''Happy Birthday, buddy!''
Rednecks know how to git-R-done