Southern boy
A Southern boy was stopped by a game
warden in Central Georgia recently with two ice chests full
of fish. He was leavin' a cove well-known for its
fishing.
The game warden asked the man,
Do you have a license to catch those
fish?'
'Naw, sir', replied the
Southern boy.. 'I ain't got none of them there
licenses.
You must understand, these here
are my pet fish.'
'Pet fish?'
Yeah. Every night, I take
these here fish down to the lake and let 'em swim
'round for awhile. Then, when I whistle, they jump right
back into these here ice chests and I take 'em
home..'
That's a bunch of hooey! Fish
can't do that.'
The redneck looked at the warden
for a moment and then said, '
It's the truth Mr.
Government Man. I'll show ya. It really works.'
"OK.", said the warden.
"'I've got to see
this!"
The Southern boy poured the fish into
the lake and stood and waited.
After several minutes, the warden
says, 'Well?'
'Well, what?', says the
redneck.
The warden says, 'When are you
going to call them back?'
'Call who
back?'
'The FISH!', replied the
warden.
What fish?', asked the
Southerner.
Moral of the story: We may not be
as smart as some city slickers, but we ain't as dumb as
some government employees.
You can say what you want about
the South, but you never hear of anyone retiring and moving
north.