[Blaster86]

A retired old man lives by himself in a home in the country and his only son is in jail. All the old man has is his large garden to occupy his time. One day near the end of winter he writes his son to say that he is sad because he is too old and arthritic to dig up his garden anymore. It was all he had and he can't find a way to get out and do it anymore.

A few weeks later he receives a letter from his son with one emphatic line. "Dear dad. Don't dig up the garden! That's where I hid all the bodies!"

In that same week the FBI show up and rip through the garden looking for the bodies but come up empty. They apologize to the man for the trouble and leave. A month later the old man gets another letter from his son saying "Dear dad. That's the best I could do."