Moral Of The Story

[Boon Mee]

A redneck was stopped by a game warden in Arkansas recently with two ice chests of fish. He was leaving a cove well known for its fishing.

The game warden asked the man, "Do you have a license to catch those fish?"

"Naw, sir, I ain't got none of them thar licenses, no. You must understand these har are my pet fish."

"Pet fish?" said the game warden.

"Yep... Every night I take these har fish down to da lake and let them swim 'round for a while. Then I whistle and they jump rat back into this har ice chest and I take'em home."

"That's a bunch of hooey! Fish can't do that!" says the warden.

The redneck looked at the game warden for a moment and then said, "It's the truth Mr. Government man, I'll show ya. It really works."

"Okay," said the game warden, " I've GOT to see this!"

The redneck poured the fish into the lake and stood and waited. After several minutes, the game warden turned to him and said, "Well?"

"Well, what?" said the redneck.

The warden said, "When are you going to call them back?"

The redneck said, "Call who back?"

"The FISH!" replied the warden.

"What fish?" answered the redneck.

Moral: Not all rednecks are dumb

[andyfletch]

Nice one........

its like the story of the village idiot, sitting on a gate by a field in Somerset.

A big black BMW pulls up, and a voice shouts: " Hey, Idiot, can you tell me the way to Wells?"

The idiot looks the BMW and says: " Oi moight be stoopid, but I'm not lost!"