A redneck with a bucket full of live fish was approached by a game warden as he readied to drive his boat away from the lake.
The game warden asked the man, "May I see your fishing license please?"
"Naw, sir," replied the redneck. "I ain't been fishin, these here are my pet fish."
"Pet fish??"
"Yep. Once a week, I bring these here fish o'mine down to the lake and let 'em swim 'round for a while. Then when I whistle, they jump right back into my bucket and I take 'em home."
"Now you and I both know that's bullshit, so I'm going to have to give you a citation."
The redneck said, "It's the truth, warden. I'll show ya! We do this all the time!"
"We DO, now, do we?" smirked the warden. "PROVE it!"
The redneck proceeded to pour the bucket of the fish out into the lake then stood back and waited. After a few minutes, the warden said, "Well?"
"Well, WHUT?" said the redneck.
The warden asked, "When are you going to call them back?"
"Call who back?"
"The FISH!" replied the warden.
The redneck just gave the warden a sly grin and asked "Whut fish?"
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