A redneck was stopped by a game warden in
> Central Mississippi recently with two ice chests full 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', replied the redneck. '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.'
>
> 'O. K.', said the warden. 'I've got to see
> this!'
>
> The redneck 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?', replied the redneck.
> ...
>
> 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.