A Case For The ATF
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The phone rings at ATF headquarters.
"Hello?"
"Hello, is this ATF?"
"Yes. What do you want?"
"I'm calling to report my neighbor Tom. He is hiding
deadly cop killer bullets in his firewood."
"This will be noted."
Next day, the ATF comes over to Tom's house. They
search the shed where the firewood is kept, break
every piece of wood, find no deadly cop killer bullets, swear at Tom
and leave.
The phone rings at Tom's house.
"Hey, Tom! Did the ATF come?"
"Yeah!"
"Did they chop your firewood?"
"Yeah they did."
"Okay, now it's your turn to call. I need my
garden plowed."
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The phone rings at ATF headquarters.
"Hello?"
"Hello, is this ATF?"
"Yes. What do you want?"
"I'm calling to report my neighbor Tom. He is hiding
deadly cop killer bullets in his firewood."
"This will be noted."
Next day, the ATF comes over to Tom's house. They
search the shed where the firewood is kept, break
every piece of wood, find no deadly cop killer bullets, swear at Tom
and leave.
The phone rings at Tom's house.
"Hey, Tom! Did the ATF come?"
"Yeah!"
"Did they chop your firewood?"
"Yeah they did."
"Okay, now it's your turn to call. I need my
garden plowed."