A game warden in Southern Louisiana recently stopped a Cajun 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. Dese are my pet fish." "Pet fish?" "Ya. Every night I take dese here fish down to de bayou and let dem swim round for a while. I whistle and dey jump right back into dese ice chests and I take dem back 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 can 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?"
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