A couple of young boys were fishing at
their special pond off the beaten track. All of a sudden, the Game Warden jumped out
of the bushes.
Immediately, one of the boys threw his rod
down and started running through the woods like a bat out of hell. The Game Warden
was hot on his heels.
After about a half mile, the young man
stopped and stooped over with his hands on his thighs to catch his breath, so the Game
Warden finally caught up to him.
"Let's see yer fishin' license,
Boy!" the Warden gasped.
With that, the boy pulled out his wallet
and gave the Game Warden a valid fishing license.
"Well, son," said the Game
Warden. "You must be about as dumb as a box of rocks! You don't have to
run from me if you have a valid license!"
"Yes, sir," replied the
young guy. "But my friend back there, well, he don't have one."
