Where's The Money? (A Funny Story) Poem by Edwin Drood

Where's The Money? (A Funny Story)



The mafia was looking for a new man to make weekly collections from all the private businesses that they were `protecting`. Feeling the heat from the police force, they decided to use a deaf person for this job - if he were to get caught, he wouldn`t be able to communicate to the police what he was doing.
Well, on his first week, the deaf collector picks up over Rs 50,00,000. He gets greedy, decides to keep the money and stashes it in a safe place. The mafia soon realizes that their collection is late, and sends some of their hoods after the deaf collector. The hoods find the deaf collector and ask him where the money is.
The deaf collector can`t communicate with them, so the mafia drags Santa to an interpreter.
The mafia hood says to Santa, 'Ask him where is the money.'
Santa signs, 'Where`s the money? '
The deaf replies, 'I don`t know what you`re talking about.'
Santa tells the hood, 'He says he doesn`t know what you`re talking about.'
The hood pulls out a.38 pistol and places it in the ear of the deaf collector. 'NOW ask him wher`s the money.'
Santa signs, 'Where is the money? '
The deaf man signs, 'The 50,00,000 is in Rose Garden, hidden in the ninth tree stump on the left from the exit gate.' Santa says to the hood, 'He says he still doesn`t know what you`re talking about and doesn`t think you have the guts to pull the trigger'

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Edwin Drood

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