The phone rings at FBI

The phone rings at FBI
headquarters.]
"Hello?"
"Hello, is this FBI?"
"Yes. What do you want?"
"I'm calling to report my neighbour
Tom. He is hiding marijuana in his
firewood."
"This will be noted."
Next day, the FBI comes over to

Tom's house.
They search the shed where the
firewood is kept, break every piece
of wood, find no marijuana, swear at
Tom and leave.
[The phone rings at Tom's house.]
"Hey, Tom! Did the FBI come?"
"Yeah!"
"Did they chop your firewood?"
"Yeah they did."
"Okay, now it's your turn to call. I
need my garden plowed." Jokes on