Planting potatoes in Chicago So there's this old Pakistani man who lives alone in Chicago. One day he sends an e-mail to his son Ahmad : "Dear son, I would love to plant some potatoes in the backyard but I'm old and lonely, I can't plow the land without your help. With love, your father." Later that night, Ahmad responds : "Dear dad, for the love of God PLEASE DO NOT TOUCH THE LAND ! I have buried "the thing" there. Your loving son, Ahmad." That same night at 3 in the morning, 4 FBI age…

Chicago launched an innovative new ride-sharing program today and the way it works is some guy stole my bike.

I'm going to buy a house near the St. Louis Airport and paint "Welcome to chicago" on my roof to confuse people who are about to land.

On my way to Chicago. Anybody need anything? Hot dog? Deep dish pizza? Bull's Jersey? A lock of Oprah's hair?