A redneck with a bucket full of live fish was approached recently by a game warden in Central Mississippi as he started to drive his boat away from a lake.* ** **The game warden asked the man, "May I see your fishing license please?"* *** **"Naw, sir," replied the redneck. "I don't need none of them there papers.* **These here are my pet fish."* ** **"Pet fish??"* ** **"Yep. Once a week, I bring these here fish o'mine down to the lake and let 'em swim 'round for a while. Then when I whistle, they swim right back into my net and I take 'em home."* ** **"What a line of bull....you're under arrest."* ** **The redneck said, "It's the truth, Mr. Gov'ment Man. I'll show ya! We do this all the time!!"* ** **"WE do, now, do WE?" smirked the warden. "PROVE it!"* *** **The redneck released the fish into the lake and stood and waited. After a few minutes, the warden said, "Well?"* *** **"Well, WHUT?" said the redneck.* *** **The warden asked, "When are you going to call them back?"* *** **"Call who back?"* *** **"The FISH," replied the warden!* *** **"Whut fish?" asked the redneck
