Yes--I know they are Geese- but work with me!
A
 hillbilly went hunting one day in Oklahoma and bagged three ducks. He 
put them in the bed of his pickup truck and was about to drive home when
 he was confronted by an ornery game warden who didn’t like hillbillies.
 The game warden ordered the hillbilly to show his hunting license, and 
the hillbilly pulled out a valid Oklahoma hunting license.The game 
warden looked at the license, then reached over and picked up one of the
 ducks, sniffed its butt, and said “This duck ain’t from Oklahoma. This 
is a Kansas duck. You got a Kansas huntin’ license, boy?”The hillbilly 
reached into his wallet and produced a Kansas hunting license.The game 
warden looked at it, then reached over and grabbed the second duck, 
sniffed its butt, and said “This ain’t no Kansas duck. This duck’s from 
Arkansas. You got a Arkansas license?”The hillbilly reached into his 
wallet and produced an Arkansas hunting license.The warden then reached 
over and picked up the third duck, sniffed its butt, and said This ain’t
 no Arkansas duck. This here duck’s from South Carolina. You got a South
 Carolina huntin’ license?”Again the hillbilly reached into his wallet 
and brought out a South Carolina hunting license.The game warden was 
extremely frustrated at this point, and he yelled at the hillbilly “Just
 where the heck are you from?”The hillbilly turned around, bent over, 
dropped his drawers and said “How’s about if you tell me.”  reposted 
from a friend!
 
 
With a slight change this would be a good joke to tell a Detroit cop as he's putting the cuffs on you for nothing.
ReplyDeleteButt then what happened? Oh John, you silly, silly man.
ReplyDeleteI love you lots.
Be well.
xoxoRobyn
Mark-- I swear I was a Taco Bell Occcifer!
ReplyDeleteJ
Robyn,
No Butts- OK! Love ya right back!
J
LOL.
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