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The phone rings at DEA headquarters:
"Hello?"
"Hello, is this DEA?"
"Yes, what do you want?"
"I'm calling to report my neighbor, Tom. He's hiding hundreds of thousands of dollars of anabolic steroids in his firewood by the shed in his yard."
"We'll take care of it."
The next day, the DEA comes over to Tom's house. They search the shed where the firewood is kept, break every piece of firewood into small pieces, but find no anabolic steroids at all. They mutter some profanities and leave. The phone rings at Tom's house:
"Hey, Tom! Did the DEA just show up at your house?"
"Yeah!"
"Did they chop up all of your firewood?"
"Yeah, they did!"
"Okay, now it's your turn to call. I need my garden plowed."
"Hello?"
"Hello, is this DEA?"
"Yes, what do you want?"
"I'm calling to report my neighbor, Tom. He's hiding hundreds of thousands of dollars of anabolic steroids in his firewood by the shed in his yard."
"We'll take care of it."
The next day, the DEA comes over to Tom's house. They search the shed where the firewood is kept, break every piece of firewood into small pieces, but find no anabolic steroids at all. They mutter some profanities and leave. The phone rings at Tom's house:
"Hey, Tom! Did the DEA just show up at your house?"
"Yeah!"
"Did they chop up all of your firewood?"
"Yeah, they did!"
"Okay, now it's your turn to call. I need my garden plowed."
