No license, no fish.
A Tennessee redneck was stopped by a game warden in East Tennessee
recently with two ice chests of fish, leaving a river well known for
its fishing.
The game warden asked the man, "Do you have a license to catch those
fish?"
"Naw, I ain't got no license. These here are my pet fish."
"Pet fish?"
"Yep. Every night I take these fish down to the river and let 'em swim
'round for a while. Then I whistle and they jump right back into this
ice chest
and I take 'em home."
"That's a bunch of bull! Fish can't do that!"
The redneck looked at the game warden for a moment and then said,
"It's the truth. I'll show you. It really works."
"Okay, I've GOT to see this!"
The redneck poured the fish into the river and stood and waited. After
several minutes, the game warden turned to him and said, "Well?"
"Well, what?" said the redneck.
"When are you going to call them back?"
"Call who back?"
"The FISH!"
"What fish?"
:mj07:
nole
A Tennessee redneck was stopped by a game warden in East Tennessee
recently with two ice chests of fish, leaving a river well known for
its fishing.
The game warden asked the man, "Do you have a license to catch those
fish?"
"Naw, I ain't got no license. These here are my pet fish."
"Pet fish?"
"Yep. Every night I take these fish down to the river and let 'em swim
'round for a while. Then I whistle and they jump right back into this
ice chest
and I take 'em home."
"That's a bunch of bull! Fish can't do that!"
The redneck looked at the game warden for a moment and then said,
"It's the truth. I'll show you. It really works."
"Okay, I've GOT to see this!"
The redneck poured the fish into the river and stood and waited. After
several minutes, the game warden turned to him and said, "Well?"
"Well, what?" said the redneck.
"When are you going to call them back?"
"Call who back?"
"The FISH!"
"What fish?"
:mj07:
nole
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