An aging Irishman lived alone in Ireland. His only son was in Long Kesh Prison,
and he didn't know anyone who would spade up his potato garden.
The old man wrote to his son about it, and received this reply... "For heavens
sake, Dad, don't dig up that garden! Don't you remember, that's where I buried
the GUNS!"
At precisely 5 a.m. the following morning, a dozen British soldiers showed up
and dug up the entire garden, but found narry a gun.... Confused, the man wrote
to his son telling him what happened and asked him what to do next. His son's
reply was: "Dad, just plant your potatoes."