emtdan

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. Dese here are my pet fish."
>
>"Pet fish?"
>
>"Ya. Avery night I take dese 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?"