A light joke for you all today:

AN OLD ARAB AND HIS SON

An old Arab lived close to New York City for more than 40 years.
One day, he decided he would love to plant potatoes in his garden, but he was too old and weak to dig-up the ground.
His son was in college in Paris; so the old man decided to sent him an E-mail to explaining the problem to him. He wrote:

"Beloved son,Ahmed, I am very sad, because I can't plant potatoes in my garden. I am sure, if you were here, you would have helped me dig the garden.

I love you my son,
your father."
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The following day, the old man received a reply from his son:
"Beloved father, please don't touch the garden. That's where I've hidden 'the THINGS'. I love you too father,
Ahmed."

At 4pm the FBI and rangers were all over the place. They serched the old man's house and tore the place apart. They dug the garden and searching every inch.
Disappointed as they couldn't find anything they left. The next day, the old man received another E-mail from his son:
"Beloved father, I hope the garden is dug-up by now and you can plant your potatoes. That's all I could do for you from here. Your loving son,

Ahmed".