My pet fish
A camper was stopped by a game warden in Northern Minnesota as he was
returning to his campsite with a bucket full of still-alive fish. "Do
you have a license to catch those fish," the game warden asked. "No
sir. These are my pet fish," the man replied.
"Pet fish?" the warden asked. "Yes, sir, every night I take these fish
down to the lake where I'm camped and let them swim around for awhile.
When they hear my whistle, they jump right back into the bucket and I
take them back to the camp." "That's a bunch of baloney," the game
warden said as he reached for his pad of citations.
The man looked at the game warden for a moment and then said, "If you
don't believe me, then follow me back to the lake to see how it works."
Still suspicious, but curious, the game warden agreed. And so they
walked to the lake. There, the man poured the fish into the lake, where
they disappeared into the water. Okay said the game warden call them
back, call who back? "The fish!!!" replied the warden. "What fish???"
asked the man...?