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A hillbilly went hunting one day in Kentucky 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 to the hillbilly to show his hunting license,
and the hillbilly pulled out a valid Kentucky 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
Kentucky. This is a Tennessee duck. You got a Tennessee huntin' license,
boy?"
>
> The hillbilly reached into his wallet and produced a Tennessee 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 Tennessee duck. This duck's
from Mississippi. You got a Mississippi license?"
>
> The hillbilly reached into his wallet and produced a Mississippi
hunting license.
> The warden then reached over and picked up the third duck, sniffed its
butt, and said, "This ain't no Mississippi 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 gettin' extremely pissed at this point, and he
yelled at the hillbilly, "Boy, just where the hell are you from?"
>
> The hillbilly turned around, dropped his pants, bent over, and
said,"You
tell me. You're the expert."
>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 to the hillbilly to show his hunting license,
and the hillbilly pulled out a valid Kentucky 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
Kentucky. This is a Tennessee duck. You got a Tennessee huntin' license,
boy?"
>
> The hillbilly reached into his wallet and produced a Tennessee 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 Tennessee duck. This duck's
from Mississippi. You got a Mississippi license?"
>
> The hillbilly reached into his wallet and produced a Mississippi
hunting license.
> The warden then reached over and picked up the third duck, sniffed its
butt, and said, "This ain't no Mississippi 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 gettin' extremely pissed at this point, and he
yelled at the hillbilly, "Boy, just where the hell are you from?"
>
> The hillbilly turned around, dropped his pants, bent over, and
said,"You
tell me. You're the expert."
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