A Texas redneck was stopped by a game warden in
Llano County 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, my friend, 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?"
[We in Texas may not be as smart as some, but we
ain't as dumb as most.]
