A little old Sicilian man lived alone in the hills behind Palermo. He wanted to dig his tomato garden but it was very hard work as the ground was hard. His only son Ciccio, who used to help him, was in prison. The old man wrote a letter to his son and described his predicament.
Dear Ciccio, I am feeling bad because it looks like I won't be able to plant my tomato garden this year. I'm just getting too old to be digging up a garden plot. If you were here, all my troubles would be over.
I know you would dig the plot for me.
Love, Papa
A few days later he received a letter from his son.
Dear Papa: For heaven's sake, don't dig up that garden!
That's where I buried the BODIES....
Love, Ciccio
At 4 am the next morning, the Carabinieri and local police arrived and dug up the entire area without finding any bodies. They apologized to the old man and left. That same day the old man received another letter from his son.
Dear Papa:
Go ahead and plant the tomatoes now. That's the best I could do under the circumstances.
Love, Ciccio
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