Telephone conversation goes;
"Hello, is this the police?
"Yes it is. How can we help you?"
"I'm calling to report about my neighbor, Kosta. He's hiding cocaine
inside his firewood!"
"Thank you very much for the call."
The next day, police officers descend on Kostas house in great
numbers. They search the house and then go out to the shed where the
firewood is kept. Using axes, they bust open every piece of firewood
but they find no cocaine. They swear at Kosta and leave.
The phone rings at Kostas house.
"Hey, Kosta. Did the cops come?"
"Yeah!"
"Did they chop up your firewood?"
"Yep."
"Happy Birthday", maaaaaate!!!!