A phone rings at FBI headquarters.

"Hello?"
"Hello, is dis de FBI?"
"Yes. What do you want?"
"I'm calling to report my neighbor Thibodeaux!
He is hiding marijuana in his firewood."
"This will be noted."

Next day, the FBI goons come over to Thibodeaux's house.
They search the shed where the firewood is kept, break every piece of wood, find no marijuana, swear at Thibodeaux and leave.

The phone rings at Thibodeaux's house.
"Hey, Thibodeaux! Did the FBI come?"
"Yeah!"
"Did dey chop your firewood?"
"Yes, yeah dey did."
"Okay, now it's your turn to call. I need my garden plowed."

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