A couple of young boys were fishing at their special pond
off the beaten track. All of a sudden, the Game Warden jumped
out of the bushes.
Immediately, one of the boys threw his rod down and started
running through the woods. The Game Warden was hot on his
heels. After about a half mile, the young man stopped and
stooped over with his hands on his thighs to catch his breath,
so the Game Warden finally caught up to him. “Let’s see yer
fishin’ license, Boy!” the Warden gasped.
With that, the boy pulled out his wallet and gave the Game
Warden a valid fishing license. “Well, son,” said the Game
Warden, “you must be about as dumb as a box of rocks! You
don’t have to run from me if you have a valid license!”
“Yes, sir,” replied the kid, “but my friend back there, he
don’t have one.”