Plant Your Potatoes, Dad

An old farmer wrote to his son in prison.

“This year I won’t be able to plant potatoes because I can’t dig the field. I know if you were here you would help me.”

The son wrote back, “Dad, don’t even think of digging the field because that’s where I buried the money I stole.”

Police read the letter and the very next day the whole field was dug up by the police looking for the money, but nothing was found.

The next day the son wrote again, “Now plant your potatoes, Dad. It’s the best I can do from here.”