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Fishin’


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

The game warden asked, “Do you have a license to catch those fish?”

“Naw, sir”, replied the redneck. “I ain’t got none of them there
licenses. You see, 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 crap! 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!”

“Okay.” 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!”

The redneck said, “What fish?”

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.