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HERE IS A REAL REDNECK STORY ABOUT FISHING THAT I JUST LOVE........
A redneck was stopped by the Game Warden in North Georgia recently with two ice chests full of fish. He was leaving a cove well known for its fishing. The Game Warden asked the man, "Do you have a license to catch those fish?"
"Naw, sir, I ain't got none of them there licenses, no. You must understand that these here are my pet fish."
"Pet fish?" said the Game Warden.
"Yup. Every night I take these here fish down to da lake and let them swim 'round for a while. Then I whistle and they jump rat back into this here ice chest and I take them home."
"That's a bunch of hooey! Fish can't do that!" said the warden. The redneck looked at the Game Warden for a moment and then said, "It's the truth Mr. Government man....I'll show you.
It really works."
"Okay," said the Game Warden, "I've GOT to see this!"
The redneck poured the fish into the lake, then stood there and waited. After several minutes, the Game Warden turned to the redneck and said, "Well?"
"Well, what?" said the redneck. The warden said, "When are you going to call them back?"
The redneck said, "Call who back?"
"The FISH!" replied the warden.
"What fish?" answered the redneck

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