An old man lived alone in Tasmania. He wanted to dig his potato garden, but it was very hard work. His only son, Jesse, who used to help him, was in prison. The old man wrote a letter to his son and described his predicament.
"Dear Jesse, I am feeling pretty bad because it looks like I wont be able to plant my potato garden this year; Im just getting too old to be digging up a garden plot. If you were here, all my troubles would be over. I know you would dig the plot for me. Love Dad. "
A few days later he received a letter from his son.
"Dear Dad, for heaven's sake, dont dig up that garden. Thats where I buried the BODIES. Love Jesse."
At 4 am the next morning, the Federal Police and local police showed up and dug up the entire area without finding any bodies. They apologized to the old man and left.
The same day the old man received another letter from his son.
"Dear Dad, go ahead and plant the potatoes now. Its the best I could do under the circumstances. Love Jesse."