SOMETIMES, WHAT THE EYES SEE IS CLEARER THAN WHAT THE MOUTH SAYS.

There was this guy, who lived in a compound with many other tenants. One day he went into a supermarket and stole a phone. He was caught, arrested, tried and sentenced to two years imprisonment. No one knew about where he went and what happened to him.

 

All effort by his neighbours and landlord to trace his whereabouts, proved futile. After about two years, he was granted state pardon alongside other prisoners with minor offences. 

Now, the prison warden superintendent in charge of the inmates could not see the shirt he was putting on before he was put in prison and so he dashed across the road to a nearby roadside to a fairly used clothes dealer and bought a short and a T-SHIRT for him to put on down home.

Now, as the guy put on the T-shirt, he observed an inscription of "STEAL" on the back boldly written in White and another inscription of "PRISON" on the front of the T-shirt.

As he got home, the entire compound and the neighbouring streets were agog with the shouts of "Welcome, bros, where did you go to" etc.

And he said to them, "Well, l boarded a plane which was going to the back of my T-shirt but unfortunately, it crashed and l landed on the front of my T-shirt".