April 28, 2012

Saturday Smile

From Dear Webby's Humor Letter

A Cajun was stopped by a game warden in South Louisiana 
recently with two ice chests of fish, leaving a bayou well 
known for its fishing.  
The game warden asked the man, "Do you have a license 
to catch those fish?"
"Naw, ma fren, I ain't got none of dem, no. Deez here are 
my pet fish."
"Pet fish?"
"Ya.  Avery night I take deez here fish down to de bayou 
and let dem swim 'round for a while.  Den I whistle and 
dey jump rat back inta dis here ice chest and I take dem 
home."
"That's a bunch of hooey! Fish can't do that!"
The Cajun looked at the game warden for a moment and 
then said, "It's de truth ma' fren.  I'll show you.  
It really works."
"Okay, I've GOT to see this!"
The Cajun poured the fish into the bayou and stood and 
waited.  After several minutes, the game warden turned 
to him and said, "Well?"
"Well, what?" said the Cajun.
"When are you going to call them back?"
"Call who back?"
"The FISH!"
"What fish?"