A Tennessee redneck was stopped by a game warden in East Tennessee
> recently with two ice chests of fish, leaving a river well known for
> its fishing.
>
> The game warden asked the man, "Do you have a license to catch those
> fish?"
>
> "Naw, my friend, I ain't got no license. These here are my pet fish."
>
> "Pet fish?"
>
> "Yep. Every night I take these fish down to the river and let 'em
> swim 'round for a while. Then I whistle and they jump right back into
> this ice chest and I take 'em home."
>
> "That's a bunch of bull! Fish can't do that!"
>
> The redneck looked at the game warden for a moment and then said,
> "It's the truth. I'll show you. It really works."
>
> "Okay, I've GOT to see this!"
>
> The redneck poured the fish into the river and stood and waited.
>
> After several minutes , the game warden turned to him and said,
> "Well?"
>
> "Well, what?" said the redneck.
>
> "When are you going to call them back?"
>
> "Call who back?"
>
> "The FISH!"
>
> "What fish?"